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Theosophical  Quarterly 


VOLUME  XVII 


PUBLISHED  BY  / \Q     I 

THE  THEOSOPHICAL  SOCIETY  1  1 1 

BROOKLYN,  N.  Y. 


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THE  KATHA  UPANISHAD  AND  THE  GREAT  INITIATION 

MANY  Scriptures  have  been  inspired  by  the  Great  Initiation; 
with    these    are   to   be   counted    the    Prometheus    Bound   of 
.^schylus  and  the  Prometheus  Unbound  of  Shelley.     In  many 
is  embodied  the  wisdom  gained  in  the  Great  Initiation;  were 
it  not  so,  they  would  not  be  true  Scriptures.     There  appears  to  be  but 
one,  known  in  the  world  to-day,  which  has  taken  the  Great  Initiation 
as  its  central  theme:  the  Katha  Upanishad,  translated  under  the  title 
In  the  House  of  Death. 

The  Hymns  of  the  Rig  Veda,  which  were  simply  rearranged  to 
make  up  the  Sama  Veda  and  the  Yajur  Veda,  belong  pre-eminently  to 
the  Brahmans,  the  white  race  that  entered  India  by  the  Hindu  Kush 
passes,  descending  from  Central  Asia  where  they  had  dwelt  for  ages, 
in  close  contact  with  the  ancestors  of  the  Chinese  and  Babylonians. 
The  Upanishads  have  their  origin  in  quite  another  source :  they  were 
handed  down  among  the  red  Rajputs,  as  an  immemorial  teaching,  of 
which  Krishna  speaks  thus  in  the  Bhagavad  Gita:  "This  imperishable 
teaching  of  union  I  declared  to  the  Solar  lord.  The  Solar  lord  imparted 
it  to  Manu,  and  Manu  told  it  to  Ikshvaku.  Thus  the  Rajanya  sages 
knew  it,  handed  down  from  Master  to  disciple.  This  teaching  of  union 
has  been  lost  in  the  world  through  long  lapse  of  time,  O  consumer  of 
the  foe.  This  same  immemorial  teaching  of  union  I  have  declared  to 
thee  to-day;  for  thou  art  my  beloved,  my  companion;  and  this  secret 
doctrine  is  the  most  excellent  treasure." 

The  stock  of  the  red  Rajputs  was  not  Asiatic  but  Egyptian.  From 
Egypt,  they  came  to  Western  India,  bringing  with  them  the  holy  knowl- 
edge of  the  occult  schools  which,  as  a  Master  of  the  Egyptian  Lodge 
has  said,  "were  the  secret  splendour  of  Egypt."  This  very  truth  is 
contained  in  the  sentences  quoted  from  the  Bhagavad  Gita;  for  the  Solar 
lord  is  Ra,  the  Logos,  the  Sun  God  of  Egypt.  Manu  is  the  genius  of 
the  older  Egyptian  race,  the  race  which  came  from  Atlantis,  in  the 
period  of  its  submergence,  and  for  this  reason  Manu  is  the  central  figure 


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of  the  Indian  tradition  of  the  Deluge.  Ikshvaku  is  the  leader  and 
founder  of  the  Rajanya  race  in  India,  through  whom,  as  King  Initiate, 
the  occult  wisdom  was  handed  down. 

In  this  way  was  founded  the  Lodge  of  Masters  in  India,  which, 
therefore,  drew  its  occult  knowledge  from  Egypt.  It  is  true  that  the 
White  Brahmans,  who  entered  India  from  the  Central  Asian  tableland 
(whither  they  had  fled  from  Atlantis  ages  earlier),  were  in  possession 
of  secret  wisdom,  embodied  in  the  mantras  which  were  afterwards 
collected  in  the  ten  Circles  of  the  Rig  Veda.  But,  while  they  had  the 
casket,  they  had  lost  the  key.  This  key  was  restored  to  them  by  the 
red  Rajanya  sages,  who  had  brought  it  with  them  from  the  occult 
schools  of  Egypt. 

The  secret  wisdom  of  Egypt,  thus  brought  to  India  by  the  Rajanya 
or  Rajput  race,  had  two  forms;  or,  perhaps,  it  would  be  truer  to  say 
that  it  had  a  living  soul  and  an  outer  vesture.  The  living  soul  was 
the  actual  process  of  the  Great  Initiation,  with  the  complete  practical 
training  leading  up  to  it;  the  vesture  was  the  ritual  of  Initiation,  the 
form  of  that  august  ceremony,  together  with  the  body  of  teachings  of 
the  Lesser  Mysteries.  Both  were  perpetuated  in  the  Indian  Lodge, 
which  the  red  race  from  Egypt  then  formed.  And  while  the  soul  of 
this  Indian  occult  school  was  withdrawn,  after  the  lapse  of  millenniums, 
to  the  heart  of  the  Himalaya  mountains,  the  outer  vesture  remains  in 
India  to-day. 

"The  Upanishads  contain  all  wisdom,"  a  Master  has  said,  as 
recorded  in  The  Secret  Doctrine,  "they  no  longer  reveal  it."  The 
Upanishads  are,  in  fact,  in  their  most  vital  part,  the  very  ritual  of 
Initiation  brought  from  Egypt,  and  later  translated  into  Sanskrit.  They 
embody  both  the  Greater  and  the  Lesser  Mysteries,  and  much  of  their 
substance  is  cast  in  the  form  of  dialogues  between  Guru  and  Chela, 
between  Master  and  disciple,  or  disciples.  Such  are,  for  example, 
Prashna  Upanishad  ("A  Vedic  Master"),  the  episode  of  Chhandogya 
Upanishad  containing  the  teaching  "That  thou  art,"  and  the  superb 
section  of  the  Brihad-Aranyaka  Upanishad  which  has  been  translated 
under  the  title  The  Song  of  Life,  a  title  borrowed  from  that  supremely 
occult  book,  Light  on  the  Path.  While  the  dialogues  in  the  great 
Upanishads  lead  up  to  the  Great  Initiation,  one  only,  Katha  Upanishad, 
gives  the  actual  substance  of  the  Great  Initiation.  It  is,  therefore,  in 
a  sense,  the  highest  of  all  occult  scriptures;  and  one  is  struck,  at  the 
outset,  with  the  likeness  of  its  plan  to  that  of  another  document  of 
very  different  character,  the  Apostles'  Creed. 

"He  descended  into  Hell  and  rose  again  the  third  day,"  may  stand 
as  a  description  of  the  progress  of  Nachiketas,  the  candidate  for  the 
Great  Initiation  in  Katha  Upanishad,  the  type  of  all  Initiates.  Nachi- 
ketas is  the  son  of  Uddalaka  Aruni.  His  father  has  offered  a  sacrifice 
of  cattle,  an  ineffectual  sacrifice.  He  at  last  determines  to  sacrifice  his 
son.  Exactly  the  same  idea  is  expressed  by  St.  Paul,  who  speaks  of 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  5 

the  sacrifices  of  the  Temple,  likewise  sacrifices  of  cattle,  as  being  super- 
seded by  the  sacrifice  of  the  Son,  whom  the  Father  sent  into  the  world. 
The  same  thought  is  contained  in  the  parables,  where  the  King,  after 
he  has  sent  his  servants,  sends  his  son,  who  is  put  to  death. 

There  are  two  meanings  contained  in  this  symbol;  indeed,  many 
meanings,  among  which  two  stand  out.  The  first  is  the  universal, 
macrocosmic :  the  creative  Logos  is  the  Father.  The  Logos,  having  sent 
the  lesser  creatures  into  incarnation,  sees  that  this  is  an  ineffectual 
offering.  "Nature  unaided  fails."  Then  the  Logos  sends  the  divine 
soul,  which  is,  in  truth,  the  Logos  himself.  This  is  the  incarnation  of 
the  Solar  Pitris,  the  Manasa  Putras,  spiritual  man.  The  soul  descends 
into  the  House  of  Death :  into  incarnation ;  and  dwells  there  "three 
nights."  These  are  the  "three  times,"  past,  present,  future;  the  three 
facets  of  the  great  Illusion  of  Time.  When  this  illusion  is  conquered, 
the  soul  rises  again  to  the  immortal  world,  and  enters  into  the  Great 
Beyond. 

There  is  also  the  individual  meaning,  the  personal  history  of  the 
Candidate  for  Initiation.  Here,  the  cattle  first  offered  have  their 
symbolic  meaning.  They  are  the  senses,  the  bodily  powers,  which  graze 
in  the  pastures  of  the  natural  world,  the  fields  of  sense  activity.  An 
austere  ascetic  may  offer  the  sacrifice  of  the  senses  in  the  fire  of  self- 
control.  But  he  may  thereby  merely  strengthen  his  self-will,  his  wilful- 
ness,  as  many  ascetics  have  done.  This  is  true  of  the  class  called  in  India 
Hatha  Yogis,  or  Yogis  of  the  market-place;  and  this  is  the  reason  why 
certain  extreme  forms  of  penance  are  forbidden  by  the  Bhagavad  Gita. 

The  disciple  must  sacrifice,  not  his  senses,  but  himself.  He  must 
offer  up  the  lower  self  in  the  fire  of  perfect  self-denial,  self-abnegation, 
to  the  Higher  Self.  In  this  sense,  the  Higher  Self,  as  Father,  sends  the 
personal  self,  the  son,  into  the  world ;  and  the  son  must  willingly  submit 
himself  to  crucifixion.  He  must  enter  of  his  own  will,  which  has  for 
this  purpose  become  one  with  the  will  of  his  Father,  into  the  House  of 
Death.  He  must  descend  into  hell,  to  rise  again  the  third  day. 

There  are  preliminary  trials.  These  are  dramatically  represented,  in 
those  dialogues  of  the  Lesser  Mysteries  in  the  Upanishads,  already 
described;  the  Initiator  offers  the  candidate  three  wishes.  These  are 
exactly  the  same,  both  in  substance  and  in  purpose,  as  Christ's  temptation 
in  the  wilderness.  It  seems  certain  that  that  great  Initiate  himself 
enumerated  these  temptations  to  his  disciples;  casting  them,  as  is  the 
invariable  method  in  all  records  of  the  Mysteries,  into  the  form  of  a 
dialogue  between  himself  and  the  tempter. 

In  the  Katha  Upanishad,  the  tempter  is  one  with  the  Initiator,  the 
Master  who  tries  and  tests  his  disciple.  The  name  given  to  the  Initiator 
is  Yama,  Death,  Son  of  the  Sun.  Yama,  according  to  the  tradition  of 
India,  was  the  divine  King  of  the  first  human  race  which  was  fated 
to  taste  death ;  the  earlier  human  races,  the  first  and  second  and  the  earlier 
third,  having  had  no  death  in  our  sense,  since  they  lacked  the  dense 


6  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

material  vesture  which  is  subject  to  the  throes  of  dissolution.  King 
Yama,  therefore,  when  the  time  came  for  men  to  die,  himself  accepted 
the  first  ordeal,  and  first  descended  into  the  house  of  night,  where  he 
has  ever  since  reigned  as  King. 

He  passed  the  trial  first  himself,  as  every  Master  does ;  in  the  most 
literal  sense  going  through  the  whole  experience  in  his  own  person,  and 
thus,  if  the  metaphor  may  be  allowed,  pre-digesting  it  for  his  disciples. 
This  is  true  in  general  of  the  whole  of  the  disciple's  training.  It  is 
supremely  true  of  his  Initiation,  which  is  the  goal  and  climax  of  that 
training.  Therefore  Yama,  who  first  offered  himself  and  passed  through 
the  pains  of  death,  is  the  forerunner  and  type  of  every  subsequent 
Master,  the  Lodge  as  a  whole  passing  in  advance  through  all  the  experi- 
ences which  are  pre-ordained  for  humanity  for  ages  to  cdme,  up  to 
the  culmination  of  Nirvana. 

The  order  of  certain  parts  of  the  Katha  Upanishad  appears  to  have 
been  purposely  confused.  What  are  really  the  preliminary  trials — sons 
and  grandsons,  long  life,  wealth,  the  gifts  of  beauty — now  stand  after 
the  passages  which  record  the  ceremony  of  Initiation.  That  ceremony 
begins  with  the  first  wish  of  Nachiketas.  He  asks  for  reconciliation 
with  his  Father.  This  includes  two  things :  first,  the  Father  stands  for 
the  sum  of  his  past  Karma,  an  account  which  must  be  balanced  and 
closed  before  the  Great  Initiation  can  be  entered;  second,  the  Father 
stands  for  the  Higher  Self;  the  son,  the  personal  life,  must  be  at-one 
with  his  Father,  the  Higher  Self.  This  is  the  true  etymological  meaning 
of  at-one-ment,  or  atonement. 

The  second  wish  concerns  the  heavenly  world.  The  Initiator  reveals 
the  heavenly  world  to  Nachiketas,  in  all  its  majesty  and  splendour.  This 
is,  in  the  deepest  sense,  the  critical  point  in  the  Great  Initiation,  far 
more  vital  and  decisive  than  the  earlier  trials.  For  that  heavenly  world 
is  no  less  than  Nirvana.  The  new  Initiate  has  fairly  won  it,  and  is, 
in  a  sense,  fully  entitled  to  enter  in,  to  dwell  in  immeasurable  bliss  for 
measureless  time. 

Yet  if  the  new  Initiate  accepts  that  right  and  elects  to  enter  into 
Nirvana,  the  Initiation  has,  in  a  certain  high  sense,  failed;  and  he,  the 
Nirvanee,  has  also  failed.  But  he  succeeds  in  the  supreme  spiritual 
sense,  if  he  refuses  all  the  splendours  of  Nirvana,  and  elects  instead  to 
return  to  earth,  to  take  up  of  free  will  his  part  of  the  heavy  burden 
of  the  world's  bad  Karma,  which  is  the  sum  of  mankind's  wilful  disobe- 
diences, with  all  the  penalties  that  they  entail.  Then  he  joins  the  active 
ranks  of  the  world's  Saviours,  who  suffer  that  enduring  pain  of  which 
Prometheus  speaks. 

The  third  wish  of  Nachiketas,  to  know  "what  is  in  the  Great 
Beyond,"  is  thereon  granted.  For  the  Great  Beyond  is  the  mysterious 
life,  of  terrible  toil  yet  of  great  and  ever  increasing  delight,  which  the 
Master  enters  when  he  has  passed  beyond  Nirvana;  when  he  has 
renounced  and  laid  aside  his  right  and  title  to  that  supreme  and  fully 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  7 

earned  reward.  Little  remains  to  be  said  concerning  the  Katha 
Upanishad.  The  whole  heart  of  the  theme  is  contained  in  these  three 
wishes,  with  the  symbolic  narrative  leading  up  to  them.  But  much 
remains  to  be  done.  Those  who  would  tread  that  path  must  read, 
mark,  learn  and  inwardly  digest  the  teaching.  They  will  find  there 
faithfully  represented  their  own  trials  and  temptations;  the  abnegation 
and  sacrifice  which  are  demanded  of  them;  and  some  foreshadowing 
of  the  surpassing  reward :  the  goal  which  those  seek  who  offer  sacrifice. 


//  a  Bhikkhu  [disciple]  should  desire,  brethren,  to  exercise  one  by 
one  each  of  the  different  Iddhis:  being  one  to  become  multiform,  being 
multiform  to  become  one;  to  become  visible,  or  to  become  invisible;  to 
go  without  being  stopped  to  the  further  side  of  a  wall,  or  a  fence,  or 
a  mountain,  as  if  through  air;  to  penetrate  up  and  down  through  solid 
ground,  as  if  through  water:  If  a  Bhikkhu  should  desire,  brethren,  to 
hear  with  clear  and  heavenly  ear,  surpassing  that  of  men,  sounds  both 
human  and  celestial,  whether  far  or  near,  let  him  then  fulfill  all 
righteousness,  let  him  be  devoted  to  that  quietude  of  heart  which  springs 
from  within,  let  him  not  drive  back  the  ecstasy  of  contemplation,  let 
him  look  through  things,  let  him  be  much  alone! — BUDDHIST  SUTTAS. 


FRAGMENTS 


EVERY  created  thing,  whether  material,  or  of  the  mind,  or  of  the 
feeling,  is  intended  to  carry  us  to  God,  as  it  comes  from  God. 
If  we  find  that  any  one  of  these,  in  any  department  of  life, 
has  another  tendency,  the  tendency  toward  self;  if  we  use  it 
merely  for  enjoyment,  or  discussion,  or  to  fill  time,  or  to  deaden  grief 
or  ennui,  or  for  occupation,  or  from  habit,  or  from  any  motive  not 
springing  from  the  love  of  God,  and  not  leading  to  Him,  it  can  have 
no  proper  place  in  the  life  of  a  disciple,  and  must  be  surrendered  until 
it  can  be  so  used.  It  is  otherwise  misuse  of  creatures,  and  prostitution 
of  self ;  and  seen  in  that  light  we  must  realize  that  it  is  devilish.  There- 
fore all  books  of  religious  instruction  insist  on  detachment  from  crea- 
tures; for  only  by  seeing  God  in  and  through  them  can  we  ever  truly 
see  them  on  the  one  hand,  or  ever  rightly  use  them  on  the  other.  When 
in  all  created  things  we  find  the  expression,  not  only  of  His  spirit,  but 
of  His  mind  and  heart,  we  may  freely  give  ourselves  to  them  as  steps 
to  Him — to  a  better  understanding  of  Him  and  love  of  Him. 

This  is  true  also  of  service.  For  if  our  service  of  others  does  not 
spring  from  love  of  God,  it  must  inevitably  spring  from  love  of  self 
(some  subtle  form  perhaps),  and  all  it  accomplishes  is  to  increase  self- 
love.  This  nature  and  relation  of  service  is  little  understood  to-day, 
when  service  is  worshipped  for  itself  alone,  and  like  all  forms  of 
idolatry  is  heathen  and  contains  the  seeds  of  death. 

To  understand  the  humanity  of  Christ  is  to  understand  the  Incar- 
nation, and  to  understand  the  Incarnation  is  to  understand  that  Christ 
exists  in  all  things,  and  to  find  Him  there;  but  it  must  always  be  Christ 
that  we  worship.  So  we  pray  to  be  saved  from  the  blindness,  the 
sin  of  idolatry.  "Thou  shalt  have  none  other  gods  but  me." 

The  lower  nature  of  man  translates  this  into  terms  of  negation, 
insisting  on  the  hard  wood  of  the  Cross,  and  refusing  to  see  its  glory, — 
as  one  might  consider  the  chemical  atoms  of  a  sunset  sky,  and  ignore 
its  colour  and  loveliness.  But  to  find  Christ  throughout  created  life, 
is  to  find  eternal  beauty  and  eternal  joy,  as  through  Him  we  find 
the  radiance  of  immortality  in  what  were  otherwise  the  blackness  of 
death.  CAVE. 


A  STONE  OF  THE  FOUNDATION 


IN  a  little  suburb  of  the  city  of  Geneva,  where  the  Alps  descend  to 
the  open  country  stretching  back  from  the  lower  end  of  the  lake, 
there  stand  the  buildings  of  a  once  famous  school.  In  the  long 

list  of  its  former  pupils  one  may  read  names  that  have  made 
history  in  every  quarter  of  the  globe ;  sons  of  great  English  families  and 
of  the  old  order  in  France ;  Italians,  Austrians  and  Americans ;  a  Prince 
of  Abyssinia,  and  a  Khedive  of  Egypt.  But  among  them  all  there  was 
one  only  that  I  wished  to  find,  or  cared  to  linger  on,  as  I  turned  the 
leaves  of  the  roster  backward  through  the  years :  the  name  of  the  friend 
who  had  taken  me  there  on  that  brilliant  summer  day — the  name  of 
Clement  Acton  Griscom. 

We  stood  together  in  the  shade  of  a  great  plane  tree,  looking  out 
over  the  play-ground  and  the  orchard  beyond,  toward  the  city  of  Calvin 
and  Servetus,  of  bitter  theological  controversies  and  burnings,  and  then 
back  to  the  hills,  climbing  tier  on  tier  to  the  far  distant  heights  and  the 
hidden  snows  of  Mt.  Blanc;  and  he  told  me  of  the  months  he  spent 
there,  in  his  childhood  before  I  knew  him,  a  very  troubled,  homesick  little 
boy,  left  alone  for  the  first  time  with  strangers  in  a  strange  and  very 
foreign  place. 

He  was  too  proud  to  let  his  schoolmates  guess  his  misery.  Some 
of  them  called  him  "Fatty,"  and  teased  him  for  his  insatiable  appetite 
and  American  ways.  But  there  was  one  kind  and  silent  teacher  whom 
he  trusted,  and  whose  room  became  his  daily  haven.  Each  evening,  in 
the  free  hour  before  bed-time,  the  door  of  the  master's  study  would 
open  softly,  and  a  fat  little  boy  would  slip  through  and  steal  silently 
over  to  a  stool  in  the  corner,  behind  the  tall  white  porcelain  stove.  There, 
hidden  in  the  shadow,  he  would  give  way  to  the  tears  and  loneliness  he 
had  denied  himself  all  day,  and  would  cry  his  heart  out,  unbetrayed. 
The  master  never  appeared  to  notice.  Nothing  was  said — no  word  or 
touch  of  comfort  either  asked  or  given — but  the  boy  knew  his  secret 
was  safe.  And  when  the  bell  rang,  and  the  time  for  crying  was  past, 
his  little  knuckles  would  rub  away  the  tears,  and  a  brave  will  would 
silence  his  sniffles  and  command  his  quivering,  childish  lips  to  firmness, 
as  he  went  out  to  face  again  boldly  the  big,  foreign  world  of  his  school. 

It  was  a  very  different  world  from  that  which  he  had  known  before ; 
very  different  from  the  Friends'  day-school,  on  Race  Street  in  Phila- 
delphia, where  he  had  been  sent  when  he  was  four,  and  where,  whatever 
the  tumultuous  adventures  of  the  daily  journeys  thither,  there  was  always 
the  period  of  silent  worship,  when  the  utter  stillness  of  the  senses  brought 
stillness  also  to  the  heart.  I  suppose  he  thought  as  little  of  religion  as 
do  most  healthy  boys,  but  there  was  something,  vaguely  associated  in 
his  mind  with  religion  and  the  Bible,  that  he  knew  he  had  had  among 


10  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

the  Friends  and  which  he  missed  and  wanted,  as  he  now  wanted  every- 
thing he  had  had  at  home.  He  tried  to  pray,  in  his  corner  behind  the 
stove,  but  in  the  teacher's  bent  back  and  scratching  pen  there  was  no 
power  to  help  him  to  the  inner  stillness  the  Friends'  Meeting  had  brought ; 
and,  as  the  weeks  and  months  passed,  this  need  pressed  upon  him  more 
and  more  strongly,  till  it  took  shape  in  his  mind  as  the  desire  for  a  Bible — 
as  the  conviction  that  he  ought  to  buy  an  English  Bible. 

Each  boy  of  the  school  received  a  small  allowance  for  pocket  money, 
and  at  intervals  they  were  permitted  to  go  into  Geneva  to  spend  it.  The 
greatest  attraction  was  a  pastry  shop,  close  to  the  first  of  the  bridges 
over  the  Rhone.  All  manner  of  goodies  could  be  purchased  there; 
and  when  some  had  been  gulped  down  in  the  shop,  to  be  absolutely 
sure  of  them,  the  rest  could  be  slowly  sucked,  "to  make  them  last 
longer,"  while  hanging  over  the  stone  parapet  of  the  bridge,  watching 
the  proud  grace  of  the  swans  on  the  placid  surface  of  the  lake,  or  the 
swift  rush  of  its  waters  as  they  poured  into  the  channel  of  the  Rhone. 
It  is  a  very  virulent  case  of  homesickness  whose  pangs  can  endure 
while  the  mouth  is  full  of  sweets;  and  the  pastry  shop  brought  tem- 
porary surcease  from  more  than  one  kind  of  hunger  to  our  lonely  little 
American.  But  to  buy  a  Bible  meant  many  weeks  with  no  francs  or 
sous  for  cake  and  candy;  no  time  of  comfortable  fullness  and  forget- 
fulness  in  the  shop  or  in  the  sunshine  on  the  bridge.  This  he  knew; 
for  he  had  asked  at  a  book  stall  and  been  shown  "the  very  English 
book  the  little  gentleman  wanted,"  a  large,  sumptuous  volume,  bound 
in  full  brown  levant.  He  thought  it  was  what  he  wanted;  for  it  was 
instinctive  to  the  magnanimity  of  his  nature  to  know  that  whatever 
ought  to  be  done  ought  to  be  done  handsomely.  But  the  price  was 
staggering. 

He  did  not  tell  me  the  details  of  his  struggles.  We  have  no  record 
of  the  inner  dialogues — the  beginning  of  those  "Talks  with  my  Brain" 
which  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY  were  later  to  know — such  as  Krishna 
had  with  the  despondent  Arjuna  before  he  would  consent  to  fight.  But 
they  form  themselves,  untold,  in  the  imagination.  Where  was  the  need 
of  a  Bible,  when  one  could  have  sweets?  And  what  was  the  good  of 
a  Bible,  if  it  meant  no  sweets;  if  it  were  to  take  away  the  only  bright 
spots  in  the  whole  long  week?  It  would  have  been  easy  enough  could 
he  have  made  his  purchase  when  he  felt  the  need  for  it,  in  the  evening 
twilight  of  the  master's  study,  with  his  heart  aching  for  any  touch  of 
home.  But  to  have  a  holiday  and  make  it  no  holiday  at  all,  to  go  into 
the  city  with  his  money  in  his  pocket,  hunger  gnawing  at  his  middle, 
and  the  very  taste  of  buns  and  tarts  rising  from  memory  to  his  palate; 
to  watch  his  fellows  enter  his  palace  of  delights  and  to  make  an  excuse 
not  to  follow  them;  to  return  later  to  press  his  round  face  against  the 
window,  and  see  the  pink  and  white  icing  on  the  cakes ;  to  have  the  odor 
of  fresh  baking  in  his  nostrils,  and  to  turn  empty  away ;  to  hang,  empty, 
on  the  parapet,  or  walk  desolately  on  to  the  book  stall,  even  there  only 


A    STONE   OF   THE   FOUNDATION  11 

to  be  able  to  look  at  the  unexplained,  unintelligible  object  of  his  sacrifice, 
and  to  know  that  it  must  still  be  weeks  before  it  could  be  his;  to  do 
all  this,  not  once  but  time  after  time,  telling  no  one,  aided  by  no  one, 
and  for  no  other  reason  than  that  of  blind  obedience  to  the  feeling  that 
it  ought  to  be  done :  only  those  who  have  never  resisted  temptation,  never 
obeyed  anything  but  their  own  will  and  whim,  will  say  that  this  was  easy. 

The  volume  lies  before  me  as  I  write,  the  memorial  of  his  faithful, 
lonely  sacrifice,  the  token  of  his  enduring  victory.  His  name  is  scrawled 
in  childish  script  upon  its  fly  leaf.  The  solid  richness  of  its  binding 
is  unscarred  by  the  lapse  of  years.  But  the  letters  that  are  stamped  in 
gold  upon  it,  tell  of  the  working  of  hidden  forces  deeper  than  we 
can  read.  For  it  was  no  Bible  at  all,  but  a  Church  of  England  Prayer 
Book,  which  the  high  gods  let  that  dishonest  bookseller  pass  off  upon 
the  little  Quaker,  who  could  not  find  the  silence  that  was  all  he  knew 
of  prayer.  It  was  only  long  afterwards  that  he  discovered  he  had  been 
cheated,  and  that  the  Prayer  Book  and  the  Bible  were  not  one  and  the 
same. 

But  as  I  touch  this  early  keepsake,  and  let  it  take  me  back  to  those 
childish  days  of  my  friend's  first  search  for  the  Path  that  would  lead 
him  home,  to  those  brave  pilgrimages  to  the  book  stall,  his  little  hand 
holding  fast  to  his  money  as  he  passed  the  pastry  shop,  I  think  of  Titian's 
great  painting  of  the  Presentation  of  the  Virgin,  and  of  the  immortal 
splendour  wrapped  in  the  pathos  of  that  lonely  little  figure,  in  its 
gorgeous,  jewelled  robe,  climbing  alone  the  long,  long  flight  of  steps 
that  rise  to  the  waiting  priests  and  the  unknown  temple  door. 


It  was  in  the  late  autumn  or  early  winter  of  1884  that  Mr.  Griscom 
first  heard  of  Theosophy.  A  big,  blond  College  boy,  playing  center  rush 
on  the  varsity  football  team,  rowing  on  the  college  crew  and  winning 
prizes  for  putting  the  shot  and  throwing  the  hammer,  he  stood  as  high 
in  his  studies  as  in  his  sports,  and  at  this  time  was  saturated  with 
Berkeley's  Idealism  and  the  political  economy  of  John  Stuart  Mill.  One 
evening  the  conversation  turned  upon  standards  of  conduct,  and  two  of 
his  friends  fell  into  a  hot  discussion  as  to  the  real  aim  of  human  life. 
At  first  young  Griscom  was  silent,  but  grew  more  and  more  intent  as  the 
talk  progressed,  for  a  view  of  the  meaning  of  life  and  of  its  possibilities 
was  being  presented  such  as  he  had  never  .had  opened  to  him  before. 
And  it  was  true!  Before  he  knew  its  name  or  what  it  was,  he  knew 
its  truth ;  and  his  whole  soul  leaped  forth  to  meet  it  in  instant  recognition. 
Where  it  was  challenged,  he  took  the  challenge  up ;  and  breaking  into  the 
discussion  met  each  objection  with  an  answer  that  was  as  new  to  his 
own  thought  as  to  the  questioner's,  yet  which  seemed  to  rise  of  itself, 
fully  formed  and  familiar,  in  his  mind. 

When  the  talk  was  interrupted,  as,  somehow,  such  discussions  always 
are,  young  Griscom  fell  again  into  silence;  and  there  was  an  unusual 


12  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

earnestness  in  his  manner  as  he  bade  good-night  to  the  friend  whose 
views  he  had  championed. 

He  was  rewarded  by  receiving,  soon  after,  a  copy  of  Sinnett's 
Esoteric  Buddhism,  and  sat  up  all  night  reading  it  in  tense  excitement. 
He  bought  every  book  and  pamphlet  on  Theosophy  that  he  could  find, 
including,  either  then  or  shortly  afterward,  The  Occult  World,  which 
had  just  been  published,  and  Madame  Blavatsky's  two  large  volumes  of 
Isis  Unveiled.  Going  to  his  room  immediately  after  dinner,  he  would 
read  far  into  the  morning  hours,  with  that  power  of  complete  bodily 
stillness  and  entire  oblivion  to  time  and  surroundings  which  characterized 
his  mental  concentration.  His  response  was  immediate  and  complete. 
What  he  read  was  true.  And  the  truth  was  not  matter  for  intellectual 
interest  or  assent,  but  was  the  goal  of  life,  to  be  sought  with  all  he  was 
or  could  become.  He  sent  in  his  application  for  membership  in  The 
Theosophical  Society,  and  went  to  New  York  to  see  Mr.  Judge. 

I  like  to  think  of  that  first  meeting  between  those  two,  which  was 
to  mean  so  much  in  the  life  of  each.  I  see  again  the  patient,  burdened 
builder  upon  the  rock  of  sacrifice,  who  for  ten  long  years  had  given  of 
his  best;  sometimes  to  empty  benches;  sometimes  to  those  who  only 
sneered  at  what  they  deemed  his  gullibility  or  self-deception ;  more  often 
to  queer,  freakish  men  and  women,  understanding  nothing  of  his  real 
ideals  and  hopes,  but  seizing  the  opportunity  the  Society  offered  for  the 
exploitation  of  their  own  wild  dreams  and  theories ;  yet  here  and  there, 
and  one  by  one  as  diamonds  from  banks  of  clay,  finding  the  souls  he 
had  been  sent  to  find  and  who  could  know  and  take  fire  from  his  own. 
I  like  to  think  of  the  day  Mr.  Griscom  came  to  that  great,  tired  seeker 
of  souls,  and  how,  like  sunshine,  his  youth  and  sanity  and  overflowing 
vitality  and  enthusiasm  must  have  filled  that  dark  and  rather  dingy  office 
in  Nassau  Street  where  Mr.  Judge  practised  the  law  and  laboured  at  the 
work  of  the  Society.  I  like  to  think  of  all  it  meant:  to  Mr.  Judge,  to 
Mr.  Griscom,  and  to  the  many  hundreds  of  others  who,  like  me,  have 
had  their  hearts  lit  for  them  by  the  light  that  passed  between  those  two, 
thirty-four  years  ago. 


At  the  Convention  of  The  Theosophical  Society  a  year  ago,  Mr. 
Griscom  spoke  of  the  first  such  gathering  he  had  attended, — that  held 
in  Chicago  in  1888,  where  Mr.  Judge  presided  and  to  which  Madame 
Blavatsky  sent  a  long  and  interesting  letter,  of  which  Dr.  Keightley  was 
the  bearer.  Of  all  those  who  were  present  then  very  few,  if  any,  beside 
himself  and  Dr.  Keightley,  were  left ;  and  he  alluded  to  the  great  changes 
that  had  taken  place  in  the  world  in  the  intervening  period,  and  the 
"almost  inconceivable  differences  in  the  Society."  Yet  he  had  been  struck, 
he  said,  on  rereading  certain  paragraphs  which  Mr.  Judge  had  written, 
"as  a  sort  of  valedictory  and  a  word  of  greeting  to  the  future,"  by  the 
fact  that  he  himself  could  have  read  them  to  that  later  Convention  as 
his  own  report  and  hope,  so  pertinent  were  they  to  present  day  conditions  ; 


A    STONE   OF   THE   FOUNDATION  13 

and  he  added :  "The  great  lesson  of  Theosophy  is  that  what  is  true,  is 
true  for  all  time  and  places.  .  .  .  This  is  what  I  particularly 
like  about  his  [Mr.  Judge's]  message  of  thirty  years  ago,  'You  want 
watchwords  for  the  coming  year,  take  faith,  courage,  constancy.'  I 
cannot  conceive  of  anything  at  the  present  time  that  could  be  better 
watchwords  for  us." 

As  we  look  back  over  the  long  road  that  the  Society  has  travelled, 
over  those  grave  hazards  where  death  took  toll  of  the  steadfast  and  the 
unstable  fell  away,  as  we  consider  the  "almost  inconceivable  differences" 
in  the  thought  of  the  world  and  in  every  external  condition  of  the  Society's 
activity,  we  can  understand  something  of  how  firm  must  have  been  the 
hold  upon  the  spirit  and  principles  of  Theosophy  that  could  maintain 
them  as  a  living  power,  unaltered  and  unobscured,  through  all  those  thirty 
years  of  change  and  toil  and  stress.  "Faith,  courage,  constancy."  They 
were  Mr.  Griscom's  watchwords,  even  as  they  had  been  Mr.  Judge's 
before  him ;  and,  in  larger  part  than  could  be  known  to  any  but  the  very 
few,  it  is  to  this — to  the  extent  to  which  Mr.  Griscom  made  his  spirit 
one  with  the  spirit  of  his  first  great  leader  and  teacher — that  we  owe 
the  continued  existence  of  The  Theosophical  Society  to-day. 

It  was  because  of  this,  also,  that  when  Mr.  Griscom  moved  to  the 
vicinity  of  New  York — and  later  into  the  city  itself — his  home  became 
one  of  the  most  real  and  vital  centres  of  the  whole  Theosophical  move- 
ment. Mr.  Judge  came  there  as  to  a  haven  of  rest;  for  there  he  was 
sure  of  such  understanding  and  love  as  enabled  him  to  be  himself,  without 
disguise  or  restraint.  It  became  his  habit  to  take  Sunday  supper  there, 
and  to  spend  the  evening.  But  often  he  would  stay  for  weeks  at  a  time, 
going  into  the  city  with  Mr.  Griscom  in  the  morning,  but  returning  again 
in  the  afternoon.  It  was  during  such  a  visit  as  this  that  I  first  met 
Mr.  Judge,  and  though  I  was  then  not  a  member  of  the  Society,  and  so 
was  seldom  present  when  the  work  was  discussed,  memory  holds  many 
pictures  of  him  in  this  home  where  he  loved  to  be.  I  can  see  him  with 
the  children  on  his  knees,  drawing  pictures  for  them  on  one  of  those  little 
pads  of  which  he  always  seemed  to  have  an  unlimited  number  in  his 
pockets.  It  was  on  them  he  would  write  the  brief,  unexplained  notes  to 
the  students  whom  he  trusted ;  sometimes  containing  only  a  reference  to 
a  chapter  or  page  of  a  book,  but  which,  when  looked  up,  would  throw  a 
flood  of  light  upon  the  untold  subject  of  their  recent  meditations  or  upon 
some  theme  they  had  been  discussing  in  his  absence.  I  can  see  him 
unpacking  barrels  of  china  and  arranging  the  books,  when  Mr.  Griscom 
moved  into  town ;  or,  in  one  of  his  "wild  Irish  boy"  moods,  sitting  on  the 
floor  and  gravely  trying  to  put  his  heel  behind  his  head.  But  the  picture 
that  comes  to  my  mind  the  most  constantly  is  of  his  sitting  with  Mr. 
Griscom  listening  to  the  piano — in  a  silence  so  deep  and  still  that  it  became 
part  of  the  music — and  to  this  day  I  cannot  hear  La  Paloma,  or  certain 
of  Mendelssohn's  Songs  without  Words,  without  thinking  of  Mr.  Judge 
in  Mr.  Griscom's  home. 


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What  that  home  must  have  meant  to  him  of  rest  and  cheer  and 
renewed  hope  for  the  ultimate  victory  of  his  mission,  can  only  be  known 
by  those  who  know  how  dark  and  threatening  those  years  were,  when, 
with  Madame  Blavatsky  gone,  the  Brahmins  had  seized  upon  Mrs. 
Besant's  weakness  and  turned  her  into  their  instrument  for  the  destruction 
of  the  work.  It  is  difficult  for  us  to  account  for  the  black  treachery  with 
which  Mr.  Judge  was  surrounded — so  that  one  of  his  closest  associates 
searched  his  desk  and  papers  in  his  absence,  for  "evidence"  that  could 
be  used  against  him — because  we  can  scarcely  realize  how  bitter  was 
the  attack,  and  how  constant  and  insidious  the  propaganda  of  innuendo 
and  misrepresentation  to  which  he  was  subjected.  But  it  is  only  as  we 
do  realize  this  that  we  can  understand  the  debt  the  whole  movement 
owes  to  those  whose  loyalty  could  not  be  shaken,  and  whose  unswerving 
fidelity  to  the  truth,  through  all  the  cloud  of  lies,  turned  the  tide  in 
America  and  maintained  the  work  unbroken  even  in  England. 

One  will  search  in  vain  through  the  official  reports  of  the  Conventions, 
or  in  the  early  volumes  of  the  periodicals,  for  any  mention  of  Mr.  Gris- 
com's  part  in  the  affairs  of  the  Society.  His  name  does  not  appear. 
Being  the  same  as  his  father's,  it  was  a  point  of  honour  with  him  not 
to  permit  it  to  become  publicly  associated  with  Theosophy  so  long  as  his 
father  lived.  This  prevented  him  from  accepting  any  official  position  in 
the  Society;  but  what  he  was,  in  and  of  himself,  gave  him  a  de  facto 
position,  at  the  heart  of  its  work  and  councils,  which  was  of  far  greater 
significance,  and  in  which  his  courage  and  initiative,  scarcely  less  than 
his  rock-like  fidelity  and  firm  hold  upon  principles,  proved  of  incalculable 
service.  All  through  the  winter  of  1894-95  Mr.  Griscom  was  in  constant 
correspondence  with  members  of  the  Society  in  the  endeavour  to  counter- 
act the  attacks  upon  Mr.  Judge;  and  it  was  at  his  house  in  New  York 
that  the  preliminaries  were  arranged  for  the  Boston  Convention.  Mem- 
bers had  come  on  from  all  parts  of  this  country  and  Canada,  and  not  a 
few  from  Europe,  including  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Keightley,  who  had  passionately 
defended  Mr.  Judge  both  in  public  and  private,  and  who  brought  all  that 
was  best  from  the  English  centre,  of  which  they  were  to  be  the  main- 
stay for  decades  to  come.  There  was  also  a  group  of  talented  Irish 
members,  who  published  the  Irish  Theosophist,  but  who,  lacking  stability, 
were  later  swept  away  on  the  psychic  whirlwinds  let  loose  by  Mrs. 
Tingley.  In  the  informal  meetings  at  Mr.  Griscom's  home  the  way  was 
prepared  for  the  formal  action  of  the  Convention — the  answer  the 
American  Section  was  to  make  to  all  who  questioned  Mr.  Judge. 


It  was  the  last  Convention  of  Mr.  Judge's  life.  He  died  on  March 
21st  of  the  following  year,  and  in  the  ensuing  weeks  Mr.  Griscom's 
home  was  again  the  centre  of  endless  conferences  upon  all  aspects  of 
the  work,  preparatory  to  the  great  convention  that  packed  the  Garden 
Theatre,  and  where  Mrs.  Tingley  first  claimed  the  public  prominence 


A    STONE   OF   THE   FOUNDATION  15 

that  proved  her  undoing.  In  the  "Crusade"  which  she  inaugurated — the 
tour  around  the  world  for  the  purpose  of  lecturing  and  organizing 
branches,  so  that,  in  outer  fact  as  well  as  in  inner  spirit,  The  Theosophical 
Society  might  be  the  meeting  place  of  all  beliefs  and  races  of  men — 
she  took  with  her  many  of  those  upon  whom  the  regular  work  of  the 
Society  had  rested,  and  a  double  burden  fell  upon  the  remaining  few. 
No  small  part  of  this,  particularly  as  it  concerned  the  Society's  finances, 
devolved  upon  Mr.  Griscom,  in  addition  to  the  very  heavy  responsibilities 
that  his  business  position  entailed. 

A  break-down  in  health  followed,  and  early  in  1897  Mr.  Griscom's 
physician  ordered  him  away  for  a  rest  and  recommended  an  ocean  voyage. 
He  went  to  Honolulu,  meeting  Mrs.  Tingley's  party  there  and  returning 
with  them  to  San  Francisco,  but  then  left  them  and  returned  to  New 
York. 

What  he  had  seen  and  learned  had  confirmed  fears  for  which  there 
had  been  growing  cause.  Mrs.  Tingley  had  assumed  more  and  more 
the  functions  of  leadership,  and  owing  to  the  publicity  she  was  receiving, 
was  using  her  unusual  gifts  and  marked  abilities  to  build  up  a  following 
that  would  be  completely  under  her  personal  dominance.  The  situation 
became  such  that  Mr.  Griscom  felt  constrained  to  withdraw  from  active 
participation  in  the  Society's  councils. 

Almost  immediately  he  became  the  object  of  attack  and  innuendo. 
The  workers  at  the  Society's  headquarters — who  had  been  in  the  habit  of 
spending  the  week-ends  at  his  home — were  now  sending  him  warning 
messages  of  his  "disloyalty,"  and  were  apparently  forbidden  to  come  near 
him  lest  the  contagion  spread  also  to  them.  It  would  have  been  laughable 
had  it  not  been  for  the  real  affection  which  Mr.  Griscom  bore  them,  and 
which  made  their  blind  surrender  of  their  principles  an  even  deeper 
grief  to  him  than  their  personal  attacks  upon  himself — though  these 
were  carried  to  the  extent  of  writing  slanderous  accusations  against  him 
to  his  family.  He  still  hoped,  however,  that  some  miracle  might  right 
the  situation;  and  motived  by  loyalty — the  deep,  fundamental  loyalty  to 
principles  without  which  no  loyalty  to  individuals  is  possible — he  did  not 
fear  when  called  disloyal.  Having  done  what  he  could,  he  waited  in 
silence  for  the  indication  of  the  Masters'  will. 

Events  moved  quickly.  A  Convention  of  the  Society  was  called  at 
Chicago  for  February  18,  1898,  at  which  Mrs.  Tingley's  followers,  over- 
riding all  protests,  proclaimed  a  change  in  the  name  and  constitution  of 
the  Society,  and  gave  unrestricted  power  over  the  new  body  into  her 
hands.  She  thus  removed  herself  from  The  Theosophical  Society;  but 
she  took  with  her  nearly  everything  that  had  given  it  external  mani- 
festation :  the  majority  of  its  members,  its  organization,  headquarters, 
lists,  records,  press,  magazines,  and  practically  everything  it  owned. 
She  left  only  its  reality  and  its  name. 

Immediately  following  the  morning  session  at  which  this  action  was 
taken,  a  meeting  was  held  of  those  delegates  to  the  Convention  who  could 


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not  be  stampeded,  and  who  had  been  denied  any  vote  or  hearing.  In  the 
words  of  the  report  of  this  meeting,  resolutions  were  proposed  and 
seconded  to  the  effect  that  inasmuch  as  the  action  taken  that  morning 
"constituted  a  practical  abandonment  of  the  Theosophical  Society  in 
America,  it  became  the  duty  of  those  who  abided  by  the  constitution  of 
the  Society  to  carry  on  the  Convention  in  accordance  with  the  constitution, 
and  proceed  to  elect  officers  to  serve  until  the  Branches  and  members 
could  be  communicated  with."  This  was  done;  so  that  on  the  very  day 
of  the  final  disruptive  assault,  the  work  of  rebuilding  was  commenced. 


The  period  of  reconstruction  was  to  prove  long  and  onerous.  Mr. 
Griscom  and  his  associates  had  none  of  the  administrative  machinery 
which  Mr.  Judge  had  slowly  created  as  the  membership  had  increased. 
Lists,  clerks  and  secretaries  were  alike  lacking;  and  from  that  day  to 
this  the  work  of  The  Theosophical  Society  has  been  done  wholly  by 
volunteers  as  a  labour  of  love.  Neither  was  Mr.  Griscom  a  man  of  leisure. 
His  business  affairs  demanded  his  constant  attention,  kept  him  long  hours 
at  his  office,  and  entailed  very  heavy  and  anxious  responsibilities  from 
which  he  was  never  free.  It  was  his  Sundays  and  his  evenings  only  that 
he  could  give  to  the  work  of  the  Society,  and  these  hours  were  all  too 
short  for  what  was  now  demanded.  Every  present  or  former  member 
of  the  Society,  who  could  possibly  be  reached,  was  entitled  to  a  clear 
statement  of  the  actual  facts  and  issues — that  they  might  not  be  left  to 
follow  in  ignorance  a  guide  who  had  betrayed  their  trust.  Though  this 
would,  in  any  event,  involve  an  enormous  correspondence,  it  was  obvious 
that  it  could  not  be  done  by  correspondence  alone ;  and  Mr.  Griscom  was 
convinced  that  the  first  need  of  the  Society  was  for  a  magazine  that  could 
serve  also  as  its  official  organ  and  means  of  communication  with  its 
members. 

Mr.  Judge's  old  magazine,  The  Path,  had  been  first  rechristened 
Theosophy  and  then  Universal  Brotherhood,  under  which  title  it  was 
being  carried  on  by  Mrs.  Tingley.  But  The  Theosophical  Forum,  a  little 
sixteen  page  monthly  started  by  Mr.  Judge  in  1889  as  a  medium  for 
questions  and  answers,  had  been  discontinued  in  August,  1897,  and  the 
only  obstacle  to  reviving  it  was  the  labour  and  expense  its  publication 
and  distribution  would  involve.  These  Mr.  Griscom  himself  assumed. 

He  had  had  no  experience  as  editor  or  author,  but  with  the  simple  and 
bold  directness  that  characterized  all  his  decisions — and  which  found 
expression  in  his  maxim,  "The  only  way  to  do  anything,  from  running 
steamships  to  stopping  smoking,  is  to  do  it" — he  set  himself  (and  his 
friends,  whether  they  would  or  no!)  to  the  production  of  a  magazine. 

I  hope  I  shall  never  lose  from  memory  the  pictures  that  are  stored 
there  of  Mr.  Griscom  making  up  those  early  issues  of  the  Forum;  sitting 
in  the  centre  of  his  living  room  before  the  folding  card  table,  covered  with 
red  baize,  on  which  were  spread  his  pins  and  paste  and  shears,  the  ivory 


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foot-rule — with  the  burn  from  a  cigarette  at  the  end — the  dictionary,  and 
piles  of  copy.  (It  was  before  he  learned  to  use  the  typewriter,  as  the 
work  soon  required  him  to  do,  so  that  it  was  not  in  evidence  as  in  later 
years,  when  the  dictionary  could  be  dispensed  with,  and  editorial  routine 
was  no  longer  an  adventure.)  To  enter  that  room  was  like  entering  the 
magician's  castle  of  some  ancient  fairy  legend,  for  one  would  find  a 
goodly  company  of  companions — all,  indeed,  who  had  passed  that  way 
before  one — sitting  under  an  enchantment  that  was  immediately  to  fall 
upon  oneself.  No  sooner  did  one  cross  the  threshold  than  a  sheaf  of 
manuscript  would  be  extended,  and  a  cheery  voice  would  say,  "Hello, 
James  Henry  Alexander,  just  count  the  words  in  that,  like  a  good  boy"  ; 
and  before  one  knew  it  one  would  find  oneself  seated,  mumbling  num- 
bers, like  the  others. 

It  seems  a  simple  enough  thing  now,  to  get  out  sixteen  pages  a 
month,  but  it  was  not  s6  simple  then ;  and  it  meant  almost  the  difference 
between  life  and  death  to  the  Society;  for  those  pages  were,  for  a  time, 
almost  its  only  corporate  activity.  And  they  contained  much  of  great 
and  lasting  value.  Mr.  Johnston  contributed  the  series  of  "Oriental 
Department  Papers,"  in  which  many  of  his  translations  from  the 
Upanishads  were  first  published,  and  much  of  the  first  volume  of  Cave's 
Fragments  also  first  appeared  in  the  Forum.  The  old  "Question  and 
Answer  Department"  was  continued,  as  well  as  the  outlines  of  topics 
for  Branch  discussion ;  but  the  scope  of  the  magazine  was  broadened, 
and  less  technical  articles  were  also  included. 

In  addition  to  reviving  The  Theosophical  Forum,  Mr.  Griscom  was 
very  desirous  of  providing  for  the  continued  publication  and  sale  of 
theosophical  books.  Mr.  Judge's  personal  copyrights,  and  interest  in 
the  publishing  business  he  had  built  up,  had  become  the  property  of 
individuals  by  his  will,  so  that  they  had  been  saved  from  the  general 
loot  of  the  Society  that  had  been  accomplished  at  Chicago.  The  sale 
of  books  was,  therefore,  still  possible,  and  was  at  first  continued  under 
an  agreement  with  The  W.  Q.  Judge  Publishing  Co.  With  the  disso- 
lution or  reorganization  of  this  company,  however,  it  became  necessary 
to  make  other  provisions;  and  after  a  series  of  more  or  less  unsatis- 
factory arrangements  with  different  publishing  concerns,  Mr.  Griscom 
decided  that  the  only  real  solution  of  the  problem  lay  in  adding  a  book 
and  publishing  department  to  the  magazine  venture.  As  the  Society 
had  neither  the  funds  nor  the  desire  to  embark  upon  so  hazardous 
a  financial  enterprise,  Mr.  Griscom  undertook  it  himself,  putting  up  the 
initial  capital,  and  using  the  proceeds  of  sales,  as  they  accrued,  for  the 
publication  of  other  works.  As  the  business  increased  from  year  to 
year,  it  became  necessary  to  give  it  more  formal  organization,  and  the 
result  is  The  Quarterly  Book  Department  of  to-day. 

In  the  summer  of  1899,  after  the  Forum  was  firmly  established  and 
when,  by  means  of  it  and  incessant  personal  correspondence,  the  scat- 
tered Branches  and  isolated  members  of  the  Society  had  been  knit 


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together  into  some  semblance  of  a  working  body,  Mr.  Griscom's  health 
again  broke  down,  and  it  was  not  until  January  of  1901  that  he  was 
able  to  resume  continuous  work.  He  was  compelled  to  surrender  the 
editorship  of  the  Forum  during  his  illness,  and  never  again  resumed  it. 
Under  his  successor  it  had  been  increased  from  sixteen  to  twenty  pages, 
but  the  "Question  and  Answer  Department"  as  well  as  the  "T.  S. 
Activities"  and  "Subjects  for  Branch  Discussion,"  had  been  dropped; 
and  though  the  articles  printed  were  very  valuable  and  interesting,  there 
was  less  to  mark  the  magazine  as  an  organ  of  The  Theosophical  Society, 
or  to  make  the  members  feel  that  it  was  peculiarly  their  own.  Mr. 
Griscom  was  convinced  that  the  Society,  and  particularly  the  isolated 
members-at-large>  needed  the  medium  for  discussion  and  exchange  of 
views  that  the  "Question  and  Answer  Department"  had  afforded;  that 
the  members  liked  to  know  what  other  Branches  and  members  were 
doing ;  that  they  should  be  helped  and  guided  in  their  studies ;  and  that 
elementary  articles,  written  for  those  who  were  just -beginning  to  be 
interested,  and  setting  forth  the  primary  principles  of  Theosophy,  would 
be  of  real  assistance  to  the  whole  movement. 

Acting  on  this  conviction,  in  July,  1903,  he  started  the  THEOSOPHICAL 
QUARTERLY,  having  obtained  the  consent  of  the  Executive  Committee 
to  publish  it,  as  by  their  "order,"  for  the  benefit  of  the  members — 
himself  assuming,  as  previously  with  the  Forum,  the  financial  responsi- 
bility for  its  expense  beyond  whatever  sums  the  Society  might  feel 
justified  in  contributing  to  its  support.  As  stated  in  the  first  issue,  it 
was  "not  designed  to  compete  with  but  to  supplement  The  Theosophical 
Forum/'  and  was  planned  to  comprise  Notes  and  Comments,  Reprints 
from  valuable  articles  no  longer  easy  of  access,  Elementary  Articles, 
T.  S.  Activities,  Questions  and  Answers,  Reviews,  and  a  Correspon- 
dence Class. 

The  first  issue  consisted  of  forty  large  pages — even  larger  than 
the  present  format,  as  the  line  of  type  was  an  inch  longer, — and  the 
magazine  proved  a  great  success  from  the  start.  With  his  Quaker  gift 
of  "speaking  to  the  condition"  of  his  hearers,  Mr.  Griscom  addressed 
no  imaginary  audience,  but  wrote  and  conducted  the  magazine  directly 
for  the  needs  of  the  Society's  members.  As  the  circulation  grew  beyond 
the  Society  itself,  he  broadened  the  scope  of  its  contents,  keeping  its 
purely  theosophical  character  and  departments,  but  making  its  appeal 
more  varied  and  universal.  At  the  Convention  of  1905  the  Society 
voted  to  discontinue  the  Forum  as  a  separate  publication,  and  to  make 
the  payment  of  the  annual  dues  of  membership  cover  the  subscription 
to  the  QUARTERLY, — which  had  indeed  always  been  sent  free  to  all 
members,  but  up  to  that  time  there  had  been  no  formal  arrangement 
whereby  the  Society  should  contribute  to  its  expense.  This  action  of 
the  Convention  put  the  magazine  upon  its  present  basis. 

There  should  be  little  need  to  tell  the  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY 
what  the  magazine  has  accomplished  in  the  years  of  its  existence,  or 


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what  it  has  meant  in  the  history  of  the  Theosophical  Movement.  Mr. 
Griscom  loved  and  planned  for  it  as  a  mother  loves  and  plans  for  her 
child,  and  made  the  spirit  of  his  own  discipleship  live  and  breathe 
through  all  its  pages,  a  quickening  contagion  of  the  soul.  Its  sixteen 
large  volumes  are  but  one  of  the  many  monuments  of  his  labour,  yet 
are  they  truly  "more  lasting  than  bronze";  for  though  the  print  fade 
and  the  paper  crumble  into  tatters,  yet  what  they  gave  the  world  will 
remain,  for  in  it  is  the  immortality  of  the  soul  of  man. 

Nor  is  it  possible  in  this  sketch — where  the  biography  of  a  great 
soul  and  the  history  of  a  great  movement  must  be  inextricably  inter- 
woven— to  review  the  long  list  of  articles  from  Mr.  Griscom's  own  pen 
that  the  QUARTERLY  contained.  It  is  hoped  that  they  may  be  collected 
and  republished  in  book  form.  His  "Elementary  Articles"  alone  would 
make  a  volume  of  the  highest  value,  serving  both  as  a  primer  of  the 
theosophical  philosophy  and  as  a  practical  introduction  to  the  science  of 
self-conquest  and  the  religious  life.  Yet  they  constitute  but  a  fraction 
of  the  total.  He  wrote  under  many  pseudonyms,  G.  Hijo,  John  Blake, 
Menteknis,  The  Pilgrim,  as  well  as  using  one  or  more  of  his  initials, 
as  in  the  reviews,  or  the  last  articles  he  wrote,  "Vanity"  and  "Why 
should  I  want  to  be  a  Saint  ?"  And  his  themes  were  even  more  varied : 
stories,  the  product  of  a  very  fertile  and  active  imagination,  such  as 
"The  Mark  of  Istaphan";  scenes  of  the  inner  world,  as  in  "The  Battle 
Royal"  or  "War  Seen  From  Within";  essays  on  the  principles  of  gov- 
ernment and  political  economy,  such  as  "The  Magic  Word  Democracy" ; 
studies  in  the  lives  of  the  saints  or  in  the  history  of  the  movement 
in  former  centuries;  and  a  long  series  of  ascetical  writings  beginning 
with  "Talks  with  my  Brain"  and  ending  with  "Vanity,"  in  the  January 
issue — the  last  number  he  was  himself  to  send  to  press. 

He  wrote  very  rapidly,  rarely  if  ever  at  a  loss  for  the  word  he 
wanted;  indifferent  to  form,  in  his  concentration  upon  the  essence. 
And  in  consequence,  his  meaning  is  never  lost  or  obscured  in  its 
expression.  He  used  words  and  was  not  used  by  them — as  one  feels 
of  so  many  writers  whose  thought  appears  dominated  by  the  vehicle 
that  should  convey  it.  He  leads  his  hearers  at  once  to  the  heart  of 
his  theme,  and  draws  the  outline  of  its  essential  features  with  sure, 
bold  strokes.  His  work  is  vibrant  with  his  own  personality — with 
the  singleness  of  heart  and  purpose,  the  virility  and  direct  simplicity  of 
his  own  attitude  toward  life — and  on  every  page  one  feels  the  sure 
touch  that  comes  only  from  first-hand  personal  experience  of  the  facts 
with  which  he  deals.  It  is  this  which  gives  to  his  ascetical  writings 
their  quickening  inspiration,  and  an  appeal  that  is  at  once  universal  and 
immediately  personal.  He  had  the  rare  gift  of  wise  and  discerning 
spiritual  direction,  and  in  private  correspondence,  which  grew  to  great 
proportions  through  the  years,  he  helped  members  of  many  different 
countries  and  of  many  different  creeds,  to  find  and  follow  "the  small 
old  path  that  leads  to  the  Eternal."  His  teaching  must  be  judged  by 


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its  fruits;  and  time  alone  can  reveal  their  full  magnitude  and  worth. 
Yet  they  must  depend  not  only  on  him,  not  only  on  the  sower  and  the 
seed,  but  also  on  the  ground  where  the  seed  was  spread;  so  that  the 
measure  of  his  success  still  rests  with  us,  and  with  those  who  come 
after  us,  the  heirs  of  his  inheritance.  But  in  themselves  and  of  their 
own  kind,  his  writings  constitute  as  practical  a  guide  to  the  initial 
stages  of  discipleship,  as  penetrating  an  analysis  into  the  workings  of 
human  nature  and  of  the  hidden  forces  and  tendencies  which  the  disciple 
must  master,  as  has  been  given  to  the  world  in  our  generation.  He 
wrote,  not  what  he  had  been  taught,  but  something  of  what,  having 
been  taught,  he  had  himself  lived. 


Immediately  following  the  Chicago  Convention  of  1898,  and  as  a 
part  of  the  work  of  salvage  and  reconstruction,  the  effort  was  made 
to  continue  public  Branch  meetings  of  the  Society  in  New  York.  They 
were  held  in  Mott  Memorial  Hall,  which,  with  its  rows  of  sombre 
medical  works  in  glass  cases,  seemed  painfully  suggestive  of  the  surgery 
through  which  the  Society  had  just  passed;  and  though  the  meetings 
were  faithfully  attended,  until  the  coming  of  summer  caused  their  sus- 
pension, it  was  evident  that  this  surgery  had  been  far  too  drastic  to 
permit  of  active  outer  work  until  after  a  longer  period  of  inner 
recuperation.  The  experiment  was  repeated  several  times  in  the 
following  years  with  but  little  success,  and  it  was  not  until  the  autumn 
of  1904  that  the  inner  life  of  the  movement  had  been  so  renewed  and 
consolidated  that  the  New  York  meetings  became  really  vital.  Even 
then,  they  were  not  public  meetings.  Mr.  Griscom  and  his  associates, 
together  with  such  friends,  not  members  of  the  Society,  as  were  inter- 
ested, met  quite  informally  each  fortnight  in  the  rooms  of  one  of  their 
number,  and  spent  the  evening  in  the  discussion  of  religious  topics. 
There  were  no  formal  addresses,  but  someone  would  open  the  discussion, 
and  the  friendly  and  sympathetic  atmosphere  drew  all  to  talk  freely. 
It  was  a  practical  demonstration  of  the  theosophic  attitude  and  method, 
and  proved  a  real  success.  Other  groups  were  formed,  in  all  of  which 
Mr.  Griscom  participated,  working  on  the  same  principles  but  with  dif- 
ferent people  and  with  different  subjects  of  study.  One  such  group 
spent  three  years  in  the  study  and  discussion  of  the  Sermon  on  the 
Mount  and  the  principles  of  discipleship  that  it  implies. 

As  the  years  passed  and  duties  multiplied,  while  the  number  of 
evenings  in  the  week  remained  inexorably  at  seven,  it  became  necessary 
to  consolidate  the  meetings,  and  their  size  outgrew  the  capacity  of  an 
ordinary  living-room.  Mr.  Griscom  then  secured  the  studio  building 
in  the  rear  of  his  house,  and  fitted  it  to  serve  as  a  permanent  centre 
of  the  work  and  as  a  place  of  meeting  for  the  New  York  Branch. 

Some  of  these  earlier  meetings  were  instrumental  in  leading  to 
far-reaching  developments.  Shortly  after,  the  active  outer  work  for 


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the  Christian  Church  opened  to  the  group  of  which  Mr.  Griscom  was 
a  member.  They  began  in  a  little  mission  chapel,  and  from  then  on, 
Mr.  Griscom  and  his  fellows  laboured  to  create  in  it  a  living  centre 
of  true  religion. 

One  can  understand  nothing  of  this  work,  indeed  one  can  under- 
stand nothing  either  of  Mr.  Griscom's  life  or  of  his  accomplishment, 
if  it  be  not  realized  that  such  work  as  his  must  always  be  group  work, 
in  which  self  is  sunk  in  a  fellowship  and  a  cause  that  is  infinitely 
greater  than  self.  Behind  it  all  was  the  Master's  will  and  hand;  and 
it  was  because  "two  or  three"  gathered  together  in  His  name,  that  what 
was  done  could  be  done. 

But  they  had  much  to  contend  with : — materialism ;  the  socialism 
that  is  the  admixture  of  materialism  and  sentimentality;  ignorance  and 
unreasoning  prejudice;  and  the  smallness  that  cannot  tolerate  the  pres- 
ence of  what  is  bigger  than  itself.  But  despite  all,  their  centre  has 
continued,  a  growing  evidence  of  the  power  of  the  Living  Christ  and 
of  aspiration  to  His  discipleship — a  discipleship  whose  meaning  and 
whose  possibility  Mr.  Griscom's  life  alike  makes  clear. 

HENRY  BEDINGER  MITCHELL. 


God  asks  not,  "To  which  sect  did  he  belong?" 
But  "Did  he  love  the  right  and  hate  the  wrong?" 

— ANON. 


CLEMENT  ACTON  GRISCOM 


TO  write  a  recollection  of  Clement  Griscom  is  no  light  task,  for 
there  seems  so  much  to  say  and  so  few  words  with  which  to 
express  it.  I  believe  we  first  met  in  1891,  for  I  do  not  recall 
him  in  Chicago  in  1888  or  1889.  We  met  occasionally  in  the 
T.  S.  Headquarters  before  Mr.  Judge  went  to  England  after  H.  P.  B.'s 
death,  and  it  was  only  after  Mr.  Judge's  death  that  we  met  more  fre- 
quently— though  not  so  frequently  as  I  wished.  Others  can  and  will 
speak  of  the  details  of  his  work  and  life.  At  this  distance  these  details 
were  unfamiliar  to  me  save  occasionally.  But  in  spite  of  this  distance, 
the  void  made  by  his  absence  is  enormous.  It  feels  as  if  the  front  wall 
of  the  house  had  fallen  out.  Quietly  and  steadily,  for  over  twenty  years, 
Clement  Griscom  was  the  Atlas  who  had  patiently  upheld  the  globe  of 
the  external  movement  on  his  shoulders.  Perhaps  this  sounds  like 
exaggeration,  and  we  know  well  there  are  many  who  have  aided.  But 
those  who  know  the  work  of  the  T.  S.,  know  also  the  quiet,  steady  and 
steadfast  persistence  with  which  he  worked  day  after  day  and  year  after 
year,  till  over  thirty  years  have  passed.  Some  know  the  difficulties  he 
encountered  and  conquered :  all  can  feel  grateful  to  him  for  his  work  in 
the  Society  and  on  the  QUARTERLY,  which  gave  to  others  a  foundation  on 
which  to  stand  and  work.  It  was  said  by  one  of  the  wise  ones  a  long 
time  ago  that  the  resuscitation  of  the  Movement  demanded  unflinching 
will  and  determination  on  the  part  of  those  who  held  the  position  which 
Clement  Griscom  held.  And  he  met  the  need,  going  on  from  duty  to 
duty,  and  fulfilling  them  all  till  they  became  his  pleasure.  Thus  living, 
he  has  gone  to  prepare  for  further  duties  in  a  new  life;  while  we  who 
are  left  for  a  time  are  rejoicing  in  his  promotion  to  higher  duties,  though 
regretting  for  ourselves  the  passing  of  a  noble  soul.  Instance  after 
instance  could  be  given  of  the  essential  reliability  of  the  man,  and  of  the 
kindly  and  wise  help  which  was  ever  given  when  he  was  called  upon. 
Some  advice  might  not  be  "agreeable";  but  essentially  one  knew  that  he 
never  wished  one  to  do  what  he  was  not  prepared  to  do  himself,  and  that 
his  guide  in  all  the  advice  he  gave  was  the  query,  "What  would  the 
Master  do?"  ARCHIBALD  KEIGHTLEY. 


It  was  in  the  year  1903  that  I  met  Mr.  C.  A.  Griscom  in  London 
and  had  the  pleasure  of  associating  with  him  for  a  few  days.  From  this 
meeting  up  to  the  date  of  his  early  departure,  we  were  intimate  friends, 
though  we  never  met  again  personally.  How  to  explain  that  friendship 
after  such  a  short  acquaintance?  I  can  only  say  that  from  the  very  first 
meeting  I  was  drawn  to  him  with  the  feeling  of  having  met  a  real  friend. 

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And  so  he  was, — a  friend  to  whom  I  am  indebted  for  much  advice  and 
suggestion  of  a  personal  nature. 

His  deep  insight  in  the  art  of  living  and  in  the  needs  of  the  soul,  and 
his  whole-hearted  devotion  to  the  cause  of  The  Theosophical  Society  and 
the  welfare  of  mankind,  I  need  not  mention.  These  things  are  well  known 
to  all  who  associated  with  him,  or  who  read  with  some  attention 
his  articles  in  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY.  But  I  wish  to  draw  atten- 
tion to  a  distinctive  feature  of  his,  viz.  the  warm  sympathy  that 
sprang  from  his  loving  heart  and  made  one  feel  at  home  with  him  at  once. 
He  attracted  me  with  a  power  not  seen  but  strongly  felt.  And  as  sympathy 
of  that  kind  will  rouse  the  same  feelings  in  another  heart,  and  must  be 
reciprocated,  I  had  to  be  attached  to  him. 

It  was  my  sincere  hope  and  wish  to  see  him  again  personally,  but  it 
was  not  to  be  in  this  incarnation.  Meanwhile,  to  me  he  is  not  lost.  He 
was  my  friend,  and  he  will  continue  to  be  so  forever,  though  he  has  now 
passed  away  from  this  plane  of  existence.  T.  H.  KNOFF. 


The  Chief  is  dead;  no  more  may  I  look  up  into  that  warrior  face, 
with  its  eyes  of  love  and  courage;  eyes  through  which  looked  forth 
that  gallant  soul — warrior  and  sage,  father  and  guide  and  confessor. 
The  Chief  is  dead.  I  have  lost  him — the  best  of  friends;  a  friend 
comprehending,  understanding,  tender,  bravest  of  the  brave;  unsur- 
passed in  honesty  of  thought  and  reason,  word  and  deed — the  peer  of 
any  in  selflessness. 

How  much  I  owe  him!  Was  it  business  counsel?  From  him,  you 
knew,  could  wise  guidance  be  obtained.  Had  one  been  confused  in 
understanding?  From  him,  as  from  a  lighthouse,  came  the  red  warn- 
ings of  danger  and  the  white  light  which  cleared  one's  way.  Were  one 
immersed  in  self,  then,  like  a  surgeon's  cleansing  knife,  came  his  direct 
statement,  protected  against  the  septic  dangers  of  reaction  by  the  pro- 
phylaxis of  his  love, — a  love  I  have  never  known  to  fail.  Often  I 
merited  and  received,  criticism  and  correction,  but  never  once  were  these 
tainted  with  unfairness  of  any  kind.  Mr.  Griscom  was  more  than 
truthful ;  he  was  just.  Consequently,  it  was  impossible  to  doubt  his  love. 
He  made  it  impossible. 

His  faith  was  marvellous.  He  seemed  incapable  of  despair.  When 
it  seemed  to  me  as  if  all  were  lost  in  business,  or  in  hope  for  a  soul, 
or  in  other  tests  I  have  seen  him  undergo,  Mr.  Griscom  never  flinched, 
never  doubted,  never  despaired. 

The  pain  of  his  loss  increases.  But  I  remember  how  simply  Mr. 
Griscom  spoke  of  pain,  on  a  rare  occasion  when  I  had  him  all  to  myself. 
It  was  sunset  of  a  lovely  day  in  autumn,  and  it  seemed  as  if  castles  and 
chateaux  stood  out  against  the  glowing  west.  He  was  not  speaking  of 
himself,  he  never  did  speak  of  the  pam  which  he  himself  bore  so  serenely; 


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some  of  us  had  come  to  recognize  his  days  of  suffering  by  a  singular 
beauty  and  gentleness  that  shone  from  him  then.  He  said  that  there 
were  two  ways  of  meeting  pain.  One  way  was  to  refuse  to  be  affected 
by  it — to  use  the  will  to  ignore  it.  This,  he  explained,  was  the  opposite 
of  Christian  science  which,  in  denying  pain,  affirms  a  lie;  while  this 
metHod  of  resistance  says,  in  effect,  "Yes,  hurt  if  you  want  to,  but  what 
of  it?  I  will  go  on,  though  you  hurt  as  much  as  you  please." 

The  second  method  was  to  enter  into  the  pain,  to  go  along  with  it, 
seeking  to  understand  it,  to  give  one's  self  up  to  it,  and  thus  to  learn 
its  lesson.  "For,"  Mr.  Griscom  said,  "there  is  a  loving  lesson  for  us  in 
each  and  every  thing  that  happens,  be  it  big  or  little,  if  only  we  have 
the  courage  to  seek  for  the  lesson  and  for  the  love  within  it.  I  think 
we  find  this  spirit  in  some  of  the  saints,  leading  them  to  seek  all  that 
lies  within  pain,  including  joy." 

And  now  I  try  to  seek  for  the  lesson  in  this  great  event,  yes,  and  . 
for  the  joy,  and  all  that  comes  is  a  rush  of  pain  and  longing  and  a 
thousand  personal  memories.  What  is  the  lesson?  Surely  the  The- 
osophy  which  Mr.  Griscom  taught  and  lived  must  help  me  here!  He 
taught  me  that  I  am  here  in  the  body  to  learn  certain  lessons,  and 
that  the  Master  is  too  wise  and  too  loving  to  let  me  go  forward  leaving 
the  lessons  unlearned — the  kind,  good  Law  forbids  that.  If  I  remain 
lazy,  self-indulgent  and  extravagant,  and  refuse  to  learn  the  lessons  of 
obedience,  how  may  I  hope  to  continue  unbroken  that  dear  relationship 
with  the  Chief  which  was  and  is  my  joy? 

Do  we  want  to  be  with  him  again, — to  serve  under  him  in  the 
Cause  he  loved,  serving  with  and  for  those  whom  he  loved,  and  whom 
he  himself  served?  Then  let  us  face  the  future,  armed  with  what  he 
taught  us,  doing  what  he  wished,  trusting  in  the  Master  who  led  the 
way.  Mr.  Griscom  showed  us  the  immortal  footprints,  and  told  us  whose 
they  are.  Now  he  has  followed  on:  shall  we  not  justify  his  faith,  his 
love,  his  efforts  for  us,  and  follow  too? 

But  we  know  our  faults.  How  dare  we  hope?  Must  not  self- 
examination  make  inevitably  for  despair?  A  parable,  if  I  may  so  call 
it,  occurs  to  me.  Let  us  place  ourselves  back  in  the  days  of  the  Maid 
of  France.  Suppose  I  were  one  of  those  who  failed  her;  who- in 
cowardice  left  her  alone  in  the  hands  of  the  foe;  left  her  to  die  her 
martyr's  death  alone — could  I  ever  really  have  loved  her  as  my  leader 
had  I  still  done  nothing,  save  to  steep  myself  in  remorse  and  shame? 
In  time  would  not  her  death  and  her  love  for  France  have  united  to 
create  in  me  a  desire,  at  the  least,  to  die  for  her  by  fighting  for  France  ? 
And  is  it  not  possible  that,  in  time,  my  sorrow  and  contrition,  if  rightly 
used,  might  have  made  me  a  better  fighter  and  less  of  a  coward  than 
I  had  ever  been?  We  know  that  the  cowards  who  left  the  Maid  to  die, 
became  the  instruments  of  fulfilling  her  prophecies,  driving  the  enemy 
out  of  France  and  doing  it  by  fighting.  It  did  not  bring  the  Maid  back. 
It  did  justify  her  life.  It  won  her  Cause.  We  cannot  bring  Mr. 


CLEMENT   ACTON    GRISCOM  25 

Griscom  back,  but,  surely,  we  can  do  our  part  to  justify  his  life  and 
his  sacrifices,  if  it  be  only  to  fall  fighting  for  his  Cause. 

Mourn  him — yes — and  perhaps  with  breaking  hearts,  but  never  with 
faltering  hearts.  And  the  more  we  enter  into  the  pain,  seeking  to  under- 
stand its  lesson,  the  nearer  we  may  perhaps  draw  to  the  Master,  the 
living  Master  and  teacher,  whom  Mr.  Griscom  so  lovingly  served.  If 
we  become  "as  little  children,"  at  least  trying  to  be  good  children  in 
that  divine  relationship,  may  we  not  trust  Him  to  let  us  meet  again 
that  dear,  faithful,  tender,  and  trusting  big  brother  of  ours,  a  big 
brother  so  wise  and  big  that  he  was  "brother  at  once"  and  father. 
What  if  it  means  self-sacrifice,  self-surrender,  yes,  and  suffering :  would 
that  be  too  big  a  price  to  pay  for  seeing  that  big  brother  of  ours 
smiling  upon  us  once  more? 

With  all  his  knightliness  and  imagination  and  romance,  Mr.  Gris- 
com was,  however,  pre-eminently  practical.  How  he  could  cut  through 
a  web  of  phantasy  and  sophistry,  bringing  out  the  need  for  will  rather 
than  for  mere  feeling;  and  how  he  could  do  it  in  one  flashing,  Quaker- 
clear  sentence  of  common  sense !  Let  us  ask  ourselves,  therefore, — 
what  is  the  practical  thing  we  can  do  to  make  our  sorrow  dynamic, 
rather  than  self-indulgent  and  cowardly? 

What  do  we  think  Mr.  Griscom  would  consider  left  unfinished, — 
not  merely  in  our  own  lives,  for  that  might  prove  selfishly  narrowing, 
but  in  the  lives  of  others  also?  Are  there  not  places  where  he  will  be 
missed?  How  may  we  serve?  Was  there  not  work  he  was  interested 
in,  where  we  may  help?  How  about  The  Theosophical  Society?  If  he 
gave  us  Theosophy  from  both  head  and  heart  are  we  to  let  it  die  or  shall 
we  strive  to  let  others  share  the  treasures  he  passed  on  to  us?  What 
was  the  Cause  he  served?  Who  was  the  Master  he  followed?  May 
we  not  make  them  ours  ? 

Can  we  not  all  but  hear  him  ask  us — smiling,  yet  not  wholly  unstern : 
"Well,  you  think  you  are  feeling  deeply,  but  just  what  are  you  going 
to  do  about  it?"  Are  there  not  others  whose  death  will  harrow  our 
souls  and  tear  our  hearts?  What  may  we  do  for  them  to-day?  Are 
there  those  whom  he  loved,  whom  we  too  may  serve? 

Have  we  never  heard  Mr.  Griscom  speak  of  his  living  Master  and 
friend,  and  of  the  fact  that  the  Passion  continues  unto  this  day,  because 
of  our  sins  and  failures  ?  Need  we  further  add  our  share  to  the  world's 
weight  of  sin  and  despair  that  makes  the  crucifixion  permanent?  May 
we  not  take  our  sorrow  that  the  Chief  is  dead  and  use  it  to  re-dedicate 
our  lives  to  the  Master  whom  he  served,  striving  to  make  of  ours  what 
we  know  he  made  of  his  life,  and  thus,  perhaps,  giving  Mr.  Griscom 
the  pleasure  of  smiling  once  more  upon  those  who  would  run  to  meet 
him  as  his  "children"? 

I  feel  that  he  taught  me  all  that  I  really  need  for  this  life.  Hence, 
it  must  be  that  he  has  told  me  how  to  satisfy  this  great  desire.  What 
may  I  find  in  the  treasure  house  of  the  memories  of  his  teachings 


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that  shall  prove  a  key  to  the  gate  of  my  hope?  How  widely  he  taught 
me:  I  have  ample  material  from  him  to  build  myself  into  a  better 
father,  son,  and  brother,  a  more  faithful  friend,  a  more  earnest  student, 
a  better  business  man, — a  maker  of  resolutions  and  a  keeper  of  vows; 
yes,  and  above  all,  with  him  as  exemplar,  a  fearless,  fighting,  Christian 
gentleman.  In  each  of  these  aspects  of  a  practical  student  of  applied 
Theosophy  and  of  a  disciple  of  the  Master  Christ,  he  stood  four-square 
and  unafraid.  Surely  he  who  loved  us  so,  has  not  left  us  to  seek  in 
blindness  the  path  to  reunion  with  him.  What  may  we  do  to  recognize 
him  when  next  we  meet? 

There  are  many  of  us  who  are  positive  that  we  have  been  with 
him  before,  though  there  may  be  no  definite  brain  memory  of  it  in  this 
life.  It  is  perhaps  more  a  matter  of  flavour.  But  more  than  that,  has 
there  not  been  some  unity  in  devotion, — feeble  on  our  part,  and  imitative, 
yet  seed  of  the  Seed  which  he  had  received? 

There  is  The  Theosophical  Society,  and  all  that  it  stands  for  and 
includes.  Madame  Blavatsky  and  Mr.  Judge  have  told  us  of  the  part 
it  is  to  play  in  the  future.  If  we  saturate  ourselves  with  Theosophy; 
prove  untiring  in  our  service  to  and  in  the  T.  S.,  faithful  as  students 
of  the  Divine  Wisdom  so  generously  placed  before  us,  and  if  we  seek 
in  all  ways  opportunities  to  live  up  to  our  obligations  and  privileges, — 
surely  we  shall  "carry  over"  readiness  to  rejoin  the  Theosophical  Move- 
ment in  heart  and  brain  and  body.  Can  we  doubt  that  Mr.  Griscom 
will  be  part  of  it? 

Then  there  is  his  devotion  to  his  Master,  and  to  His  undying  warfare 
against  the  Devil  and  all  his  works:  may  we  not  seek  to  share  with 
him  in  this,  until  the  flame  shall  burn  out  the  transitory  and  unreal, 
leaving  only  the  permanent  and  true,  so  that  we  may  recognize  our 
eternal  kinship  with  him,  and  know  and  love  our  big  brother  anew? 

In  short,  may  we  not  build  within  our  lives  a  vehicle  that  shall 
carry  our  love  and  us  across  the  Bridge  of  Death  to  meet  him?  In 
his  "Elementary  Articles,"  in  "Vanity,"  in  a  score  and  more  of  essays 
and  addresses,  Mr.  Griscom  has  left  us  the  material,  and  instructions 
for  its  use,  to  build  such  a  vehicle — a  "new  man" — dying  and  living 
in  Christ.  G.  W. 


EDMUND  BURKE 


THE  STATESMAN  FOR  THE  PRESENT  CRISIS 

"Of  this  I  am  certain,  that  in  a  democracy,  the  majority  of  the  citizens 
is  capable  of  exercising  the  most  cruel  oppressions  upon  the  minority, 
whenever  strong  divisions  prevail  in  that  kind  of  polity,  as  they  often 
must;  and  that  oppression  of  the  minority  will  extend  to  far  greater 
numbers,  and  will  be  carried  on  with  much  greater  fury,  than  can  almost 
ever  be  apprehended  from  the  dominion  of  a  single  sceptre.  In  such  a 
popular  persecution,  individual  sufferers  are  in  a  much  more  deplorable 
condition  than  in  any  other.  Under  a  cruel  prince  they  have  the  balmy 
compassion  of  mankind  to  assuage  the  smart  of  their  wounds;  they  have 
the  plaudits  of  the  people  to  animate  their  generous  constancy  under 
their  sufferings;  but  those  who  are  subjected  to  wrong  under  multitudes, 
are  deprived  of  all  external  consolation.  They  seem  deserted  by  mankind, 
overpowered  by  a  conspiracy  of  their  whole  species." 

Reflections  on  the  French  Ret'olution. 

"The  share  of  infamy,  that  is  likely  to  fall  to  the  lot  of  each  individual 
in  public  acts,  is  small  indeed;  the  operation  of  opinion  being  in  the  inverse 
ratio  to  the  number  of  those  who  abuse  power.  Their  own  approbation 
of  their  own  acts  has  to  them  the  appearance  of  a  public  judgment  in  their 
favour.  A  perfect  democracy  is  therefore  the  most  shameless  thing  in 
the  world."  Ibid. 

THROUGH  the  course  of  history,  as  most  of  us  studied  it,  in 
schools  and  since,  attention  was  called  to  the  steadily  rising  wave 
of  "the  People."  Wat  Tyler  and  Jack  Cade,  William  Langland, 
the  author  of  "Piers  Plowman,"  Chaucer's  Wyclifite  Parson — 
these  return  to  memory  as  Promethean  martyrs,  pioneers  of  the  dumb 
who  had  not  yet  made  the  amazing  discovery  that  their  voice  (their  votes?) 
speaks  the  will  of  deity — "vox  populi  vox  dei."  The  wave  was  in  evidence 
in  old  Roman  days  too,  as  Menenius  Agrippa's  fable  of  the  belly  testifies — 
and  various  Consuls  also,  who  endeavoured  to  allay  its  danger  by  pouring 
on  the  oil  of  agrarian  and  other  reforms.  The  efforts  of  Huss  and 
similar  evangelizers  added  momentum  to  the  wave,  and  it  was  impelled 
mightily  forward  by  the  Protestant  Reformation.  We  see  it  engulfing 
Charles  the  First  in  England.  That  was  a  mere  tentative  essay  of  its 
force.  Its  triumph  came  later, — in  France  of  the  Revolution.  Since 
1789,  "the  People"  have  swept  all  in  full  tide.  What  kings  and  royalties 
remained,  remained  as  a  curious  relic,  preserved  by  "the  People"  to 
mark  the  contrast  between  former  times  and  present.  These  effete 
monarchies  were  really  monuments  to  "the  People's"  strength — tolerated 
because  fangless. 

Today,  the  Karma  of  our  own  disobedience,  our  misplaced  and 
sentimental  sympathy,  our  insubordination,  overtakes  us.  We  are 
fortunate  if  we  can  face  it,  recognize  the  past,  and  forever  obliterate 
it,  so  far  as  we  are  concerned.  Today,  "the  People"  stand  revealed 

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in  natural  colours.  The  euphemistic  names  they  bore,  quasi  religious 
and  philosophical, — with  which  we  blinded  and  deluded  ourselves, — 
were  euphonious  stage  names  for  vulgar  reality.  They  are  Mob, 
and  in  too  many  cases, — Thieves  and  Murderers.  They  justify  their 
crimes  by  the  wholesale  scale  on  which  they  are  committed. 

We  must  expect  to  form  a  very  small  minority,  if  we  endeavour  to 
right  our  past  mistakes  of  judgment.  There  are  few  people  today  who 
regard  the  French  Revolution  other  than  as  a  great  and  commendable 
event.  Professor  Harper  of  Princeton  University  may  be  taken  as  an 
example  of  what  would  be  called  the  intelligent,  sober,  common  sense, 
average  view.  Professor  Harper,  writing  on  Wordsworth's  connection 
with  the  Revolution  in  France,  expresses  this  opinion :  "The  net  result 
of  the  work  of  the  Constituent  Assembly  was  such  as  to  win  the  approval 
of  all  French  patriots  and  of  nearly  all  progressive  Englishmen,  Burke 
being  one  of  the  few  notable  exceptions.  What  generous  and  emancipated 
spirit  could  fail  to  applaud  its  great  achievements?"  The  majority  of 
people  would  be  astounded  to  hear  that  the  French  Revolution  may  not 
have  been  a  beneficent  event.  Such  people  may  frown  upon  the  Russian 
Bolsheviki.  They  may  regard  the  Bolsheviki  as  a  hideous  perversion  of 
their  ideal ; — but  they  do  not  even  surmise  that  the  Bolshevist  movement 
is  a  logical  consequence  of  their  ideal  which,  in  fact,  is  a  very  material 
one.  Proof  of  this  is  the  defensive  reservation  with  which  officials  and 
newspapers  mention  socialism.  They  have  accepted  socialism  (such  is 
the  implication)  as  axiomatic;  they  denounce  corrupt  socialism,  mani- 
festing in  I.  W.  W.  riots,  draft  objections,  etc.  A  reasoned-out  attitude 
may  gradually  win  some  of  these  people  of  right  intentions.  They  will 
discover  how  slightly  their  hearts  have  accepted  the  equalitarian  theories 
of  the  head.  And  the  uncompromising  processes  of  the  mob,  that  make 
academic  Arcadias  safe  for  the  mob,  and  for  the  mob  only,  will  complete 
the  rectification  of  opinions. 

The  process  of  disillusionment  will  still  be  slow.  The  Catholic 
Church,  with  a  certain  hold  upon  fundamental  truths,  in  spite  of  its 
intolerable  scheming,  will  indicate  the  right  direction  to  a  few  of  its 
devout  members,  who,  waking  to  the  fallacy  of  chimerical  republican 
panaceas,  know  that  anarchy  can  offer  them  no  refuge.1  Others  will 
move  very  slowly  to  realize  naked  facts.  The  spontaneous  congratu- 
lations from  most  quarters,  when  the  Russian  republic  was  announced, 
are  proof  of  the  prejudices  to  which  men  are  born.  There  was  no 
inquiry  as  to  how  the  revolution  was  accomplished,  or  what  precautions 
had  been  taken  for  the  future  of  the  state.  The  feeling  was  only  that  the 
final  stage  of  governmental  blessedness  had  been  worked  out.  There 
were  a  few  to  whom  the  news  called  up  other  pictures, — that  of  the 

1  Marcel  Gaveyron,  a  young  Savoyard  who  died   in  battle,  wrote  this  in  a  letter  from  the 
front:     "II  est  effrayant  de  voir  combien  les  idees  ont  et6    faussees  et  deVices  du  vrai  et  du  bien, 

par  la  vulgarisation  des  principes  chers  aux  philosophes  de  toute  nuance  qui  se  sont  attaques  au 
catholicisme.  II  est  a  craindre  que  les  esprits,  desabuses  des  chimeres  republicaines,  ne  versent 
dans  le  socialisme  revolutionnaire,  plutot  que  d'aller  abreuver  aux  vraies  sources  de  la  vie." 


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Princesse  de  Lamballe,  for  example.  This  lady  was  so  loyal  to  her 
sovereign  that,  after  a  successful  escape,  she  refused  to  enjoy  freedom 
alone,  and  returned  to  share  the  captivity  and  fate  of  her  monarch.  In  a 
public  court  room  she  refused  to  abjure  her  sovereigns.  The  mob 
rewarded  her  courageous  loyalty  by  tearing  her  to  pieces  as  she  left  the 
court-house,  and  by  gloating  over  her  naked  members.  Happy  those 
who  share  her  loyalty,  and,  if  need  be,  her  fate ! 

Edmund  Burke  is  a  teacher  for  those  who  feel  that  the  present 
socialistic  trend  is  wrong,  but  who  have  no  reasoned  out  philosophy  of 
government  to  put  in  place  of  what  they  condemn.  As  Professor  Harper 
has  noted,  Burke  was  almost  the  solitary  prominent  man  of  his  age  not 
to  be  deceived  by  the  Revolutionary  glamour.  At  no  stage  of  its  career 
did  he  give  to  the  Revolution  applause,  sympathy,  or  trust.  He  feared 
and  hated  it  as  embodying  the  forces  that  uncivilize.  He  had  studied 
it  to  its  root.  He  is  able  to  help  us  of  a  later  century,  because  the  present 
social  revolution  is  only  another  offshoot  from  the  same  evil  root. 

An  estimate  of  Burke  that  is  not  unusual  is  this :  As  a  young  man 
he  was  a  promising  prophet  of  liberty ;  but  with  age,  he  grew  morose  and 
conservative,  and  reversed  his  early  righteous  judgments.  Not  only 
Americans,  but  even  some  Englishmen  hold  this  view  of  him.  As  an 
American  opinion,  it.  would  be  quite  understandable.  Within  the  last 
thirty  years  American  schools,  public  and  private,  have  drilled  into  their 
pupils'  heads  the  speech  on  Conciliation.  Few  of  that  army  of  students 
(the  parents  of  to-day)  have  read  anything  else  of  Burke's.  Few  of  them 
know  anything  about  the  speech  itself,  save  that  it  is  reputed  a  good  piece 
of  rhetoric,  and  that  it  was  in  favour  of  America  against  England.  One 
can  see  how  easily  American  prejudice  would  jump  to  a  conclusion, — the 
conclusion,  namely,  that  Burke  was  almost  an  American,  in  love  of 
liberty  and  hatred  of  kings.  To  reasoners  of  this  kind,  Burke's  position 
toward  affairs  in  France  would  seem  morose  and  insane  as  well  as 
inconsistent. 

In  fact,  it  is  rare  to  meet  a  workman  in  any  field  so  consistent  as 
this  great  political  philosopher.  During  his  life  he  was  busied  with  large 
and  small  details  of  government,  correcting  abuses,  pushing  reforms, 
etc.,  etc.  He  gave  himself  generously  and  whole-heartedly  to  these 
large  and  small  affairs.  He  worked  over  them  with  pains  and  fervour. 
It  mattered  little  to  him  whether  the  consequence  of  the  issues  in  which 
he  engaged  was  fateful  or  negligible.  They  were  important  because 
they  expressed  in  some  degree  a  principle  of  government.  The  pettiest 
detail  might  thus  take  on  an  eternal  significance, — for  right  or  for 
wrong;  it  might  be  of  vital  importance  that  an  evil  principle  should  be 
thwarted  and  a  right  one  vindicated,  even  in  a  trivial  manifestation.  But  it 
was  the  principles  that  touched  him,  in  heart  and  mind,  and  called  forth 
his  aspirations  and  efforts.  In  very  early  youth  he  discovered  two 
opposing  principles, — of  government  and  of  life.  He  put  himself  on  the 
side  of  one,  and  opposed  the  other,  consistently  and  vigorously  until  his 


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death.  In  1756,  when  he  was  27  years  old,  he  published  his  first  philo- 
sophical writing  on  society  and  government.  It  was  in  the  form  of  a 
satire.  One  of  the  English  "free  thinkers,"  Bolingbroke,  from  whom  the 
French  "liberators"  drank  copious  draughts,  had  just  been  published, 
posthumously.  Bolingbroke's  point  of  view  was  that  man  needs  nothing 
more  to  achieve  spiritual  greatness  than  to  follow  the  instincts  of  his 
nature.  The  name  "natural"  religion  was  given  to  this  system.  It 
was  meant  to  do  away  with  the  restraints  and  regulations  of  Christian 
and  other  religions,  that  were  placed,  in  opposition  to  it,  as  "revealed" 
religions.  Bolingbroke's  doctrines  might  be  suitable  for  Kumaras  and 
other  spirits  who  have  won  the  final  victory  over  the  lower  nature. 
But  for  double-natured  man  such  doctrine  is  poison.  It  would  mean  the 
easy  triumph  of  the  lower  nature.  Burke  recognized  this  pernicious 
doctrine,  and  how  grateful  it  would  be  to  the  lower  nature.  He  wished 
to  strike  it  a  blow,  not  frontal,  but  in  the  rear,  by  applying  Bolingbroke's 
method  to  government,  where  he  thought  its  absurdities  would  be 
obvious.  He  would  show  that  "natural"  man  is  in  a  state  of  perfect 
innocence  and  complete  happiness,  and  that  all  the  miseries  of  humanity 
arise  out  of  artificial  political  laws  and  arrangements  which  cramp  pure 
motived  man  on  one  side,  as  the  artificialities  of  revealed  religion  cramp 
him  on  the  other.  To  this  end  Burke  wrote  his  "Vindication  of  Natural 
Society,"  a  satirical  arraignment  and  condemnation  of  law  and  organized 
society.  "How  far  mere  nature  would  have  carried  us,  we  may  judge 
by  the  example  of  those  animals,  who  still  follow  her  laws,  and  even  of 
those  to  whom  she  has  given  dispositions  more  fierce,  and  arms  more 
terrible,  than  ever  she  intended  we  should  use.  It  is  an  incontestable 
truth,  that  there  is  more  havoc  made  in  one  year  by  men  of  men,  than 
has  been  made  by  all  the  lions,  tigers,  panthers,  ounces,  leopards,  hyenas, 
rhinoceroses,  elephants,  bears,  and  wolves,  upon  their  several  species, 
since  the  beginning  of  the  world ;  though  these  agree  ill  enough  with  each 
other,  and  have  a  much  greater  proportion  of  rage  and  fury  in  their 
composition  than  we  have.  But  with  respect  to  you,  ye  legislators,  ye 
civilizers  of  mankind !  ye  Orpheuses,  Moseses,  Minoses,  Solons,  Theseuses, 
Lycurguses,  Numas!  with  respect  to  you  be  it  spoken,  your  regulations 
have  done  more  mischief  in  cold  blood,  than  all  the  rage  of  the  fiercest 
animals  in  their  greatest  terrors,  or  furies,  has  ever  done,  or  ever 
could  do!"  The  satire  is  extravagantly  obvious  in  this  paragraph.  In 
others,  where  it  is  stated  with  less  burlesque,  it  escapes  the  attention  of 
those  whom  one  would  like  it  to  reach.  It  seems  truth  to  them.  It 
was  complete  absurdity  to  Burke's  clear  vision.  But  it  is  the  spontaneous 
speech  of  revolutionists.  And  from  soap  boxes  in  New  York,  one  can 
to-day  hear  arguments  that  are  word  for  word  like  those  Burke  wrote, 
in  mocking  scorn,  a  century  and  a  half  ago.  "If  political  society,  in 
whatever  form,  has  still  made  the  many  the  property  of  the  few;  if  it 
has  introduced  labours  unnecessary,  vices  and  diseases  unknown,  and 
pleasures  incompatible  with  nature;  if  in  all  countries  it  abridges  the 


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lives  of  millions,  and  renders  those  of  millions  more  utterly  abject  and 
miserable ;  shall  we  still  worship  so  destructive  an  idol,  and  daily  sacrifice 
to  it  our  health,  our  liberty,  and  our  peace"? 

The  arguments  of  this  satire  are  of  very  minor  importance.  But  it 
is  important  as  revealing  Burke's  clear  recognition  of  two  opposing 
forces,  a. spiritual  and  a  material.  He  gave  his  allegiance  as  a  young 
man  to  the  spiritual  forces  of  life,  and  he  never  swerved  from  that 
allegiance.  "Man  in  the  state  of  nature"  was  to  Burke  a  creature  just 
tolerated  by  the  mercy  of  God.  No  arguments  as  to  right  and  wrong 
could  be  based  upon  so  wretched  a  creature.  Burke  sought  truth  at  the 
other  pole  of  the  universe,  in  God.  He  found  it  there.  He  was 
constantly  alert  to  the  dangers  of  the  "state  of  nature"  point  of  view. 
And  he  combated  them  vigorously.  He  was  convinced  "that  a  mind, 
which  has  no  restraint  from  a  sense  of  its  own  weakness,  of  its  subor- 
dinate rank  in  the  creation,  and  of  the  extreme  danger  of  letting  the 
imagination  loose  upon  some  subjects,  may  very  plausibly  attack  every- 
thing the  most  excellent  and  venerable;  that  it  would  not  be  difficult  to 
criticize  the  creation  itself;  and  that  if  we  were  to  examine  the  divine 
fabric  by  our  ideas  of  reason  and  fitness,  and  to  use  the  same  method  of 
attack  by  which  some  men  have  assaulted  revealed  religion,  we  might 
with  as  good  colour  and  with  the  same  success,  make  the  wisdom  and 
power  of  God  in  his  creation  appear  to  many  no  better  than  foolishness." 

The  French  Revolution  broke  out  when  Burke  was  sixty  years  old. 
It  was  not  necessary  for  him  to  make  any  right-about-face  of  principles 
at  that  crisis.  The  Revolution  was  an  open  manifestation  of  the  evil 
forces  he  had  early  discovered  as  working  both  on  the  outer  and  on  the 
inner  sphere  of  life.  He  applied  his  principles, — principles  not  of  his 
own  devising,  "but  moulded  into  the  nature  and  essence  of  things" — 
to  this  riot  of  insubordination;  he  applied  them  with  energy,  with  his 
utmost  force,  because  he  felt  that  civilization  and  the  cause  of  righteous- 
ness were  at  stake.  He  pointed  out  the  causes  and  conduct  of  the 
Revolution  and  the  motives  of  the  Revolutionists,  as  causes  and  motives 
have  rarely  been  pointed  out. 

Since  Burke's  attitude  in  the  dispute  between  the  colonies  and 
England  furnishes  occasion  for  the  charge  of  inconsistency  that  is  often 
brought  against  him,  it  will  be  well,  before  taking  up  his  later  work,  to 
understand  just  what  his  attitude  and  sympathy  were, — what  reservations 
should  be  made  upon  the  assertion  that  his  feeling  as  expressed  in  the 
speeches  on  Taxation  and  Conciliation,  is  an  all-American  feeling. 

He  saw  human  society  as  a  whole,  and  the  individual  nations  that 
make  up  that  whole,  as  living  things,  organisms,  animated  by  the  life 
principle,  just  as  an  individual  man  is. 

"Society  is  indeed  a  contract.  Subordinate  contracts  for  objects  of  mere 
occasional  interest  may  be  dissolved  at  pleasure — but  the  state  ought  not  to  be 
considered  as  nothing  better  than  a  partnership  agreement  in  a  trade  of  pepper 
and  coffee,  calico  or  tobacco,  or  some  other  such  low  concern,  to  be  taken  up 


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for  a  little  temporary  interest,  and  to  be  dissolved  by  the  fancy  of  the  parties. 
It  is  to  be  looked  on  with  other  reverence;  because  it  is  not  a  partnership  in 
things  subservient  only  to  the  gross  animal  existence  of  a  temporary  and  perishable 
nature.  It  is  a  partnership  in  all  science ;  a  partnership  in  all  art ;  a  partnership 
in  every  virtue,  and  in  all  perfection.  As  the  ends  of  such  a  partnership  cannot 
be  obtained  in  many  generations,  it  becomes  a  partnership  not  only  between  those 
who  are  living,  but  between  those  who  are  living,  those  who  are  dead,  and  those 
who  are  to  be  born.  Each  contract  of  each  particular  state  is  but  a  clause  in 
the  great  primaeval  contract  of  eternal  society,  linking  the  lower  with  the  higher 
natures,  connecting  the  visible  and  invisible  world,  according  to  a  fixed  compact 
sanctioned  by  the  inviolable  oath  which  holds  all  physical  and  all  moral  natures, 
each  in  their  appointed  place.  This  law  is  not  subject  to  the  will  of  those, 
who  by  an  obligation  above  them,  and  infinitely  superior,  are  bound  to  submit 
their  will  to  that  law.  The  municipal  corporations  of  that  universal  kingdom  are 
not  morally  at  liberty  at  their  pleasure,  and  on  their  speculations  of  a  contingent 
improvement,  wholly  to  separate  and  tear  asunder  the  bands  of  their  subordinate 
community,  and  to  dissolve  it  into  an  unsocial,  uncivil,  unconnected  chaos  of 
elementary  principles.  It  is  the  first  and  supreme  necessity  only,  a  necessity  that 
is  not  chosen,  but  chooses,  a  necessity  paramount  to  deliberation,  that  admits 
no  discussion,  and  demands  no  evidence,  which  alone  can  justify  a  resort  to 
anarchy.  This  necessity  is  no  exception  to  the  rule;  because  this  necessity  itself 
is  a  part  too  of  that  moral  and  physical  disposition  of  things,  to  which  man 
must  be  obedient  by  consent  or  force:  but  if  that  which  is  only  submission  to 
necessity  should  be  made  the  object  of  choice,  the  law  is  broken,  nature  is  dis- 
obeyed, and  the  rebellious  are  outlawed,  cast  forth,  and  exiled,  from  this  world 
of  reason,  and  order,  and  peace,  and  virtue,  and  fruitful  penitence,  into  the 
antagonist  world  of  madness,  discord,  vice,  confusion,  and  unavailing  sorrow." 

The  hidden  principle  of  life  manifests  itself  in  states  as  growth, 
development — growth  from  a  beginning  toward  an  ideal  preconceived 
for  each  state.  The  conventions,  customs,  traditions,  laws,  and  religions 
of  a  country  are,  in  the  main,  those  which  it  has  found  by  experience 
to  be  convenient  and  suitable  in  its  growth.  The  difficulties  and  crises 
which  Burke  had  to  consider  concerned  states  that  had  a  background 
of  history, — England,  France,  India,  etc.  They  were  not  new  countries. 
Hence  conservatism  was  his  manner  of  action, — to  follow  the  example 
and  analogy  of  the  past, — to  be  very  wary  of  radical  changes.  "A 
disposition  to  preserve,  and  an  ability  to  improve,"  he  wrote  in  one  place, 
"would  be  my  standard  of  a  statesman."  His  toleration  in  matters 
religious  is  one  example  of  this  conservatism.  He  not  only  disapproved 
the  jealousies  of  rival  sects  in  Christian  countries,  but  he  advocated  a 
very  liberal  toleration :  "I  would  give  a  full  civil  protection,  in  which 
I  include  an  immunity  from  all  disturbance  of  their  public  religious 
worship,  and  a  power  of  teaching  in  schools  as  well  as  temples,  to  Jews, 
Mahometans  and  even  Pagans,  especially  if  they  are  already  possessed  of 
those  advantages  by  long  and  prescriptive  usage."* 

In  this  conservative  frame  of  mind  Burke  studied  the  internal  and 
colonial  and  foreign  relations  of  his  country.  George  III  became  King 
in  1760.  In  1770,  Burke  wrote  his  pamphlet  entitled  Thoughts  on  the 


Correspondence. 


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Cause  of  the  Present  Discontents.  The  conclusion  of  his  study  was: 
England  is  disturbed  because  the  King  has  disregarded  national  tradition 
which  makes  the  House  of  Commons  depend  upon  the  people  at  large. 
Four  years  later  the  question  of  colonial  taxation  came  up.  What  is 
Burke's  summary  of  the  position?  Is  it  not  frankly  that  George  Ill's 
policy  is  contrary  to  tradition?  And  may  it  not  be  true  that  Burke's 
position  was  taken  as  much  from  imperial  sympathy  as  from  American? 
The  colonies  seemed  to  him  part  of  the  Empire's  natural  growth.  A 
distemper  at  the  heart  of  the  Empire  (the  monarch's  disregard  of 
traditional  financial  policy)  was  manifesting  itself  in  a  susceptible  part, — 
the  colonies.  Burke  wished  to  check  the  spread  of  the  disease  and  to 
save  the  affected  member  of  the  body  politic.  He  did  not  wish  the 
Empire  to  lose  either  its  moral  or  material  greatness.  Is  not  this  the 
animating  spirit  of  his  American  speeches,  rather  than  a  Jeffersonian 
theory  as  to  the  "rights  of  man"?  He  was  deeply  sympathetic  with 
the  grievances  of  the  colonists.  He  said  they  would  not  be  Englishmen, 
if  they  tolerated  the  King's  scheme.  He  deplored  the  efforts  of  the 
Crown  to  stir  up  the  Indian  tribes  against  the  colonists.  But,  plainly 
as  he  expressed  these  feelings,  he  expressed  also  just  as  plainly,  the  doubt, 
whether  a  venture  in  a  new  form  of  government  would,  in  the  long 
run,  prove  successful.  "Untried  forms  of  government  may,  to  unstable 
minds,  recommend  themselves  even  by  their  novelty.  But  you  will  do 
well  to  remember  that  England  has  been  great  and  happy  under  the 
present  limited  monarchy  (subsisting  in  more  or  less  vigour  and  purity) 
for  several  hundred  years.  None  but  England  can  communicate  to  you 
the  benefits  of  such  a  constitution.  We  apprehend  you  are  not  now, 
nor  for  ages  are  likely  to  be,  capable  of  that  form  of  constitution  in  an 
independent  state.  Besides,  let  us  suggest  to  you  our  apprehensions 
that  your  present  union  (in  which  we  rejoice,  and  which  we  wish  long  to 
subsist)  cannot  always  subsist  without  the  authority  and  weight  of  this 
great  and  long-respected  body,  to  equipoise,  and  to  preserve  you  amongst 
yourselves  in  a  just  and  fair  equality.  It  may  not  even  be  impossible 
that  a  long  course  of  war  with  the  administration  of  this  country  may 
be  but  a  prelude  to  a  series  of  wars  and  contentions  among  yourselves, 
to  end,  at  length,  (as  such  scenes  have  too  often  ended,)  in  a  species  of 
humiliating  repose,  which  nothing  but  the  preceding  calamities  would 
reconcile  to  the  dispirited  few  who  survived  them." 

Burke's  position  in  the  American  crisis  under  George  III  is  to  be 
described,  then,  as  imperial  rather  than  as  revolutionary  or  American. 
He  respected  in  the  colonists  a  traditional  English  spirit  toward  a 
trespassing  monarch.  The  "rights  of  man,"  and  non-monarchical  or 
anti-monarchical  ideas  were  not  even  discussed.  Indeed  the  frame  of 
mind  of  the  colonists  in  1776  ought  to  be  called  English.  When  their 
conflict  was  over,  and  the  infant  states  had  won  their  point,  it  seemed 
almost  a  matter  of  chance  whether  a  monarchy  would  be  established  or 
not,  so  unpronounced  at  that  time  was  the  feeling  against  it.  The  more 


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recent  American  attitude  of  jealousy  and  suspicion  toward  England  and 
toward  monarchy,  formed  later  on,  as  the  anarchic  revolution  proceeded 
in  France,  and  as  there  arose  in  America  an  erroneous  desire  to  give 
itself  a  glorious  past,  independent  of  English  history,  by  magnifying  a 
small  domestic  dissension  to  the  extravagant  proportions  of  a  world 
conflict. 

The  troubles  that  started  in  France  in  1789  were  altogether  different 
in  kind  from  the  American  dispute  over  taxation.  The  American 
Revolution  was  wholly  a  family  misunderstanding.  It  was  a  question  of 
domestic  policy.  It  troubled  Burke  as  a  grave  disturbance,  a  disorder  to 
be  set  right.  But  it  could  not  be  regarded  as  more  than  a  national 
question.  The  utmost  principle  at  stake  was  a  national  tradition  concern- 
ing taxation.  In  the  pages  of  universal  history  that  domestic  altercation 
could  fill  but  small  space.  But  the  principles  at  stake  in  the  French 
Revolution  are  of  universal  and  cosmical  significance — they  are  the  same 
principles  of  obedience  against  insubordination  for  which  Michael  and 
his  angels  fought  Lucifer.  Another  phase  of  the  same  age-long  conflict, 
embodied  this  time  in  the  cause  of  the  Allies  against  Germany,  seemed 
about  to  issue  in  victory  for  the  White  Lodge  when  the  evil  Armistice 
intervened,  with  anarchy  in  its  train,  to  wrest  for  the  Black  Lodge,  if 
possible,  the  victory  that  could  not  be  obtained  by  force  of  arms. 

Edmund  Burke's  thorough  analysis  of  the  situation  in  1789  may 
illumine  those  who  are  honestly  seeking  a  guide  through  the  chaos  and 
anarchy  that  are  the  fruit  of  the  Armistice.  If  they  are  honest  seekers, 
he  will  help  them  discover  the  unsuspected  Bolshevism  that  lurks  in  the 
governmental  theories  they  have  hitherto  regarded  as  eminently 
respectable,  Christian,  and  progressive. 

Burke's  political  philosophy  will  help  only  those  who  are  seeking. 
To  quote  it  or  preach  it  to  those  who  are  content  with  their  sugar-coated 
Bolshevism,  acknowledged  or  latent,  will  only  infuriate  or  mystify. 
Because  Burke's  philosophy  and  practice  proceed  from  a  spiritual  view 
of  life,  the  recognition  of  a  God  as  supreme,  and  of  man  as  a  creature 
dependent  upon  God.  But  with  what  dignity,  actual  and  potential,  does 
that  Creator  endow  his  dependent,  giving  him  as  goal,  Divine  perfection, 
and  entrusting  to  him  much  of  the  effort  to  win  that  goal !  Burke  saw 
government  as  one  of  the  aids  compassionately  granted  by  God  to  man 
in  the  struggle  toward  perfection.2  "Every  sort  of  moral,  every  sort  of 
civil,  every  sort  of  politic  institution,  aiding  the  rational  and  natural 
ties  that  connect  the  human  understanding  and  affections  to  the  divine, 
are  not  more  than  necessary,  in  order  to  build  up  that  wonderful 
structure,  Man ;  whose  prerogative  it  is,  to  be  in  a  great  degree  a  creature 
of  his  own  making;  and  who,  when  made  as  he  ought  to  be  made  is 
destined  to  hold  no  trivial  place  in  the  creation."  Government  thus 

1  "They  [English  men  of  thought]  conceive  that  He  who  gave  our  nature  to  be  perfected  by 
our  virtue,  willed  also  the  necessary  means  of   its  perfection.     He  willed  therefore  the  »Ute." 

— Reflections  on  the  French  Revolution. 


EDMUND   BURKE  35 

becomes  a  "right"  of  the  higher  nature  which  Burke  was  almost  alone  in 
championing,  against  the  "rights"  of  the  lower  nature,  otherwise  called 
the  "rights  of  man."3 

One  finds  little  speculative  discussion  in  Burke  upon  the  forms  of 
government.  For  though  he  was  a  great  philosopher  and  metaphysician, 
his  metaphysics  were  the  solid  substructure  of  consistent  and  symmetrical 
practice.  He  might  be  called  a  great  practitioner.  His  principles  were 
ever  present  in  thought  as  the  guide  and  criterion  by  which  to  judge  the 
events  taking  place  around  him.  He  was  so  confident  of  the  eternal  truth 
and  immutability  of  his  principles,  grounded,  as  he  felt  them  to  be,  in 
life  itself,  that  he  did  not  draw  them  out  constantly  to  the  light  for 
revision  and  reformation.  He  gave  himself  to  the  righting  of  endless 
details  of  state,  so  that  the  state  might  more  truly  manifest  the  eternal 
principles  of  government.  Theorizing  was  distasteful  to  him.  Hence 
there  is  practically  no  reasoning  as  to  what  in  the  abstract  is  the  best 
form  of  government.  That,  he  would  say,  is  altogether  a  relative 
question,  to  be  decided  only  by  knowledge  of  the  people  and  their  country. 
He  was  familiar  with  the  past  history  of  the  world  and  judged  it,  as  he 
judged  present  events,  with  reference  to  his  principles.  He  drew  helpful 
conclusions  from  past  history,  but  did  not  derive  from  it  his  principles.4 
He  might  have  found  in  language  an  analogy  with  government.  Language, 
too,  would  seem  to  be  a  divine  gift  to  man ;  but  languages  arise  each  one 
from  the  genius  of  its  people. 

Burke  had,  unconsciously,  enough  of  the  Theosophical  attitude,  to 
understand  that  this  is  true  also  of  Religion  and  religions.  "The  body  of 
all  true  religion,"  he  wrote,  "consists,  to  be  sure,  in  obedience  to  the  will 
of  the  sovereign  of  the  world ;  in  a  confidence  in  his  declarations ;  and  in 
imitation  of  his  perfections.  The  rest  is  our  own.  It  may  be  prejudicial 
to  the  great  end;  it  may  be  auxiliary.  Wise  men,  who  as  such  are  not 
admirers  (not  admirers  at  least  of  the  Munera  Terrae)  are  not  violently 
attached  to  these  things,  nor  do  they  violently  hate  them.  Wisdom  is 
not  the  most  severe  corrector  of  folly.  They  are  the  rival  follies,  which 
mutually  wage  so  unrelenting  a  war;  and  which  make  so  cruel  a  use  of 
their  advantages,  as  they  can  happen  to  engage  the  immoderate  vulgar, 
on  the  one  side,  or  the  other,  in  their  quarrels."  As  with  the  forms  of 

3  "The  restraints  on  men,  as  well  as  their  liberties,  are  to  be  reckoned  among  their  rights." 

— Reflections  on  the  French  Revolution. 

"Men  are  qualified  for  civil  liberty  in  exact  proportion  to  their  disposition  to  put  moral 
chains  upon  their  own  appetites;  in  proportion  as  their  love  to  justice  is  above  their  rapacity 
Society  cannot  exist  unless  a  controlling  power  upon  will  and  appetite  be  placed 
somewhere,  and  the  less  of  it  there  is  within,  the  more  there  must  be  without.  It  is  ordained 
in  the  eternal  constitution  of  things,  that  men  of  intemperate  minds  cannot  be  free.  Their  passions 
forge  their  fetters." — Letter  to  Member  of  National  Assembly. 

4  In  a  private  letter  to  a  friend,  he  wrote :    "My  principles  enable  me  to  form  my  judgment 
upon  men  and  actions  in  history,  just  as  they  do  in  common  life,  and  are  not  formed  out  of 
events    and    characters,    either   past   or    present.      History    is    a   preceptor   of    prudence,    not   of 
principles.     The   principles   of  true   politics   are   those  of   morality  enlarged.       .        .        .       The 
principles  that  guide  us  in  public  and  private,  as  they  are  not  of  our  devising,  but  moulded  into 
the  nature  and  essence  of  things  will  endure  with  the  sun  and  moon, — long,  very  long   after 
Whig  and  Tory,   Stuart  and  Brunswick,  and  all  such  miserable  bubbles  and  playthings  of  the 
hour,  are  vanished  from  existence  and  from  memory. 


36  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

religion,  so  the  forms  of  government,  likewise  originate  from  the  genius 
of  peoples.  While  Burke  was  too  liberal  in  his  culture  to  wish  to 
impose  any  special  form  of  government  upon  nations  in  general,  and 
too  practical  to  wish  to  make  the  world  in  general  safe  for  oligarchy  (or 
any  other  system)  he  had  a  natural  reverence  for  the  British  plan  of  a 
monarchy,  a  nobility  and  a  represented  populace.5 

One  point  must  be  made  entirely  clear.  When  Burke  said  that 
forms  of  government  originate  with  peoples,  he  was  not  making  of 
"the  People"  the  divinity  that  is  worshipped  to-day.  He  was  speaking  of 
the  nation  at  large.  For  he  recognized  grades  of  life  in  nature  and 
classes  of  men  in  society.  He  saw  "the  People"  as  the  weakest  and  most 
unwise  of  the  community,  incapable  of  right  judgment  and  action  save 
under  controlling  leadership.  In  a  private  letter,  that  mentions  the 
indifference  of  the  populace  at  a  certain  crisis  he  wrote :  "The  people 
are  not  answerable  for  their  present  supine  acquiescence;  indeed  they 
are  not.  God  and  nature  never  made  them  to  think  or  to  act  without 
guidance  and  direction."6  He  held  that  "the  People"  could  be  recog- 
nized as  a  member  of  the  body  politic  only  when  they  were  organized 
under  leaders  who  are  their  superiors.  "To  enable  men  to  act  with  the 
weight  and  character  of  a  people,  and  to  answer  the  ends  for  which  they 
are  incorporated  into  that  capacity,  we  must  suppose  them  (by  means 
immediate  or  consequential)  to  be  in  that  state  of  habitual  social 
iiscipline,  in  which  the  wise,  the  more  expert,  and  the  more  opulent 
conduct,  and  by  conducting  enlighten  and  protect,  the  weaker,  the  less 
knowing,  and  the  less  provided  with  the  goods  of  fortune."  Burke 
leaves  no  opportunity  open  for  misunderstanding ;  he  uses  the  hated  and 
obsolete  word,  "aristocracy,"  to  describe  those  who  are  the  people's 
guides.  He  says  not  only  that  aristocracy  is  a  fact  of  nature,  but  that  it 
is  the  soul  to  the  body,  and  without  it  a  nation  cannot  exist;  that,  when 
the  masses  are  separated  from  their  natural  leaders  they  become  an 
adverse  army  of  vagabonds,  terrible  as  wild  beasts,  to  be  fought  and 
subdued  before  any  security  can  exist.  "A  true  natural  aristocracy  is 
not  a  separate  interest  in  the  state,  or  separable  from  it.  It  is  an 
essential  integrant  part  of  any  large  body  rightly  constituted.  It  is 
formed  out  of  a  class  of  legitimate  presumptions  which,  taken  as 

*  It  was  the  delicate  balance  of  the  English  system  that  pleased  Burke.     In  Present  Discon- 
tents he   wrote:     "Our   constitution   stands   on   a  nice    equipoise,   with   steep   precipices  and   deep 
waters  upon   all  sides  of   it.     In  removing   it  from  a  dangerous  leaning  toward  one  side,   there 
may  be  a  risk  of  oversetting  it  on  the  other.     Every  project  of  a  material  change  in  a  government 
so  complicated  as  ours,  combined  at  the  same  time  with  external  circumstances  still  more  com- 
plicated, is  a  matter  full  of  difficulties."     Elsewhere  he  writes:     "To  make  a  government  requires 
no  great  prudence.     Settle  the  seat  of  power;  teach  obedience;  and  the  work  is  done.     To  give 
freedom  is  still  more  easy.     It  is  not  necessary  to  guide;  it  only  requires  to  let  go  the  rein.     But 
to   form   a  free  government,  that   is,   to   temper  together  these   opposite  elements  of  liberty   and 
restraint  in   one  consistent  work,   requires   much  thought,  deep  reflection,   a  sagacious,   powerful 
and   combining  mind." 

•  "Let   me   wish   my  young  friend     ...     to   draw  a  useful   lesson    from   the   unprincipled 
behaviour  of  a  corrupt  and  licentious  people: — that  is  never  to  sacrifice  his  principles  to  the  hope 
of  obtaining  their  affections;  to  regard   and   wish   them  well,   as  a   part  of   his  fellow   creatures, 
whom  his  best  instincts   and  his  highest  duties  lead  him  to  love  and  serve,  but  to  put  as  little 
trust  in  them  as  in  princes." — Letter  to  John  Burke,  1776. 


EDMUND    BURKE  37 

generalities,  must  be  admitted  for  actual  truths.  To  be  bred  in  a  place 
of  estimation ;  to  see  nothing  low  and  sordid  from  one's  infancy ;  to  be 
taught  to  respect  one's  self ;  to  be  habituated  to  the  censorial  inspection 
of  the  public  eye;  to  look  early  to  public  opinion;  to  stand  upon  such 
elevated  ground  as  to  be  enabled  to  take  a  large  view  of  the  widespread 
and  infinitely  diversified  combinations  of  men  and  affairs  in  a  large 
society;  to  have  leisure  to  read,  to  reflect,  to  converse;  to  be  enabled  to 
draw  the  court  and  attention  of  the  wise  and  learned  wherever  they  are 
to  be  found; — to  be  habituated  in  armies  to  command  and  to  obey;  to 
be  taught  to  despise  danger  in  the  pursuit  of  honour  and  duty;  to  be 
formed  to  the  greatest  degree  of  vigilance,  foresight,  and  circumspection, 
in  a  state  of  things  in  which  no  fault  is  committed  with  impunity,  and 
the  slightest  mistakes  draw  on  the  most  ruinous  consequences — to  be 
led  to  a  guarded  and  regulated  conduct,  from  a  sense  that  you  are 
considered  as  an  instructor  of  your  fellow-citizens  in  their  highest 
concerns,  and  that  you  act  as  a  reconciler  between  God  and  man — to  be 
employed  as  an  administrator  of  law  and  justice,  and  to  be  thereby 
amongst  the  first  benefactors  to  mankind — to  be  a  professor  of  high 
science,  or  of  liberal  and  ingenuous  art — to  be  amongst  rich  traders, 
who  from  their  success  are  presumed  to  have  sharp  and  vigorous  under- 
standings and  to  possess  the  virtues  of  diligence,  order,  constancy,  and 
regularity,  and  to  have  cultivated  an  habitual  regard  to  commutative 
justice: — these  are  the  circumstances  of  men  that  form  what  I  should 
call  a  natural  aristocracy."7 

The  existence  of  these  two  natural  divisions  in  a  state,  a  small 
aristocracy  of  leaders,  and  a  large  body  of  the  inexperienced,  invalidates 
the  popular  notion  of  equality  of  representation  and  a  decision  by 
majority  ballot.  In  a  form  of  government  that  includes  representative 
bodies,  the  leaders  must  be  given  a  consideration  that  quite  outweighs  the 
arithmetical  predominance  of  the  mass  of  people.  This  attitude  of 
Burke  toward  the  ballot  is  spiritual  in  that  it  regards  men  as  centres  of 
moral  forces,  not  as  mere  physical  bodies.  The  French  agitators  had 
declared  that  twenty-four  millions  ought  to  prevail  over  two  hundred 
thousand.  "True,"  Burke  answered,  "if  the  constitution  of  a  kingdom 
be  a  problem  of  arithmetic."  It  is  so  much  more  than  a  problem  of 
arithmetic.  It  is  a  problem  of  the  eternal  welfare  of  a  nation,  of  a 
multitude  of  souls.  The  will  and  the  interest  of  that  multitude  would 
often  be  at  variance,  just  as  in  the  case  of  an  individual.  The  result  of 
evil  willing  might  be  spiritual  catastrophe.  Therefore  the  multitude 
should  be  carefully  protected  in  the  offices  of  its  governors. 


7  Burke  writes  elsewhere:  "Nobility  is  a  graceful  ornament  to  the  civil  order.  It  is  the 
Corinthian  capital  of  polished  society.  Omnes  boni  nobilitati  semper  favemus,  was  the  saying  of  a 
wise  and  good  man.  It  is  indeed  one  sign  of  a  liberal  and  benevolent  mind  to  incline  to  it  with 
some  sort  of  partial  propensity.  He  feels  no  ennobling  principle  in  his  own  heart,  who  wishes  to 
level  all  the  artificial  institutions  which  have  been  adopted  for  giving  a  body  to  opinion,  and 
permanence  to  fugitive  esteem.  It  is  a  sour,  malignant,  envious  disposition,  without  taste  for 
the  reality,  or  for  any  image  or  representation  of  virtue,  that  sees  with  joy  the  unmerited  fall 
of  what  had  long  flourished  in  splendour  and  in  honor." 


38  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

No  matter  what  the  form  of  government,  king,  nobles,  and  popular 
representatives,  all  exist  for  the  sake  of  the  people — to  lead  the  people 
toward  its  Divine  goal.8  This  subservience  of  the  monarch  and  the 
leaders  should  not,  however,  be  distorted  for  the  evil  purposes  of  the 
lower  nature;  the  king  is  the  "servant"  of  the  people  in  that  he  serves 
the  aims  of  their  soul ;  he  is  not  the  servant  of  their  will.  And  he  holds 
his  high  position  not  through  their  choice,  but  in  most  cases  through  the 
law  of  inheritance.  Again  Burke  does  not  speculate  or  theorise  about 
this  law  or  the  original  rights  of  some  family  to  a  throne.  He  finds  the 
law  in  operation.  He  gives  his  mind  to  discovering  the  wisdom  under- 
lying it.  He  finds  it  easily, — the  law  of  inheritance  guarantees  to  a  man 
the  fruit  of  his  labour.  In  a  state,  an  inherited  crown  guarantees  to  the 
populace  the  inheritance  of  their  privileges  and  gains.  One  of  his  most 
eloquent  paragraphs  points  out  the  correspondence  of  this  law  with  the 
general  course  of  nature :  "This  policy  appears  to  me  to  be  the  result  of 
profound  reflection;  or  rather  the  happy  effect  of  following  nature, 
which  is  wisdom  without  reflection,  and  above  it.  A  spirit  of  innovation 
is  generally  the  result  of  a  selfish  temper  and  confined  views.  People 
will  not  look  forward  to  posterity,  who  never  look  backward  to  their 
ancestors.  Besides,  the  people  of  England  well  know,  that  the  idea  of 
inheritance  furnishes  a  sure  principle  of  conservation,  and  a  sure  prin- 
ciple of  transmission ;  without  at  all  excluding  a  principle  of  improvement. 
It  leaves  acquisition  free;  but  it  secures  what  it  acquires.  Whatever 
advantages  are  obtained  by  a  state  proceeding  on  these  maxims,  are 
locked  fast  as  in  a  sort  of  family  settlement;  grasped  as  in  a  kind  of 
mortmain  forever.  By  a  constitutional  policy,  working  after  the  pattern 
of  nature,  we  receive,  we  hold,  we  transmit  our  government  and  our 
privileges,  in  the  same  manner  in  which  we  enjoy  and  transmit  our 
property  and  our  lives.  The  institutions  of  policy,  the  goods  of  fortune, 
the  gifts  of  providence,  are  handed  down  to  us,  and  from  us,  in  the  same 
course  and  order.  Our  political  system  is  placed  in  a  just  correspondence 
and  symmetry  with  the  order  of  the  world,  and  with  the  mode  of  exist- 
ence decreed  to  a  permanent  body  composed  of  transitory  parts ;  wherein, 
by  the  disposition  of  a  stupendous  wisdom,  moulding  together  the  great 
mysterious  incorporation  of  the  human  race,  the  whole,  at  one  time,  is 
never  old,  or  middle-aged,  or  young,  but,  in  a  condition  of  unchangeable 
constancy,  moves  on  through  the  varied  tenor  of  perpetual  decay,  fall, 
renovation,  and  progression.  Thus,  by  preserving  the  method  of  nature 
in  the  conduct  of  the  state,  in  what  we  improve,  we  are  never  wholly 
new;  in  what  we  retain,  we  are  never  wholly  obsolete.  By  adhering  in 
this  manner  and  on  those  principles  to  our  forefathers,  we  are  guided 
not  by  the  superstition  of  antiquarians,  but  by  the  spirit  of  philosophic 
analogy.  In  this  choice  of  inheritance  we  have  given  to  our  frame  of 


•  "It  is  not  the  derivation  of  the  power  of  that  House  (of  Commons)  from  the  people, 
which  makes  it  in  a  distinct  sense  their  representative.  The  King  is  the  representative  of  the 
people;  so  are  the  lords;  so  are  the  judges.  They  are  all  trustees  for  the  people." 


EDMUND   BURKE  39 

polity  the  image  of  a  relation  in  blood;  binding  up  the  constitution  of 
our  country  with  our  dearest  domestic  ties;  adopting  our  fundamental 
laws  into  the  bosom  of  our  family  affections;  keeping  inseparable,  and 
cherishing  with  the  warmth  of  all  their  combined  and  mutually  reflected 
charities,  our  state,  our  hearths,  our  sepulchres,  and  our  altars." 

Some  of  Burke's  fundamental  principles  (or,  as  he  called  them, 
"immutable  and  eternal")  have  now  been  shown.  One  may  easily  retort 
that  they  are  antiquated  and  obsolete,  a  mere  prolongation  of  the  ideals 
of  chivalry.  But  suppose  these  ideals  be  judged  by  their  fruits.  They 
make  for  order.  They  teach  high  and  low  to  seek  and  to  recognize  the 
happiness  that  is  to  be  found  by  virtue  in  all  conditions.  Without  con- 
founding ranks,  they  hand  down  this  true  moral  equality  through  all 
the  gradations  of  social  life.  They  teach  the  unfortunate  to  find  consola- 
tion in  the  final  proportions  of  eternal  justice.  Opposed  to  this  ideal  and 
practice,  there  is  the  monstrous  fiction  of  liberty  and  equality,  by 
whatever  name  the  governmental  system  may  be  called.  A  fiction, 
because  those  who  attempt  to  level,  never  equalize.  Men  are  by  nature 
unequal.  In  every  society  some  men  must  be  uppermost.  The  following 
of  Burke's  plan  would  place  the  worthiest  in  places  of  authority.  The 
popular  ballot  usually  makes  Barabbas  uppermost.  Those  whose  false 
idealism  would  make  the  world  safe  for  liberty,  so-called,  end  by 
inspiring  false  ideas  and  vain  expectations  in  men  destined  to  travel 
in  the  obscure  walk  of  life;  thus  they  aggravate  and  embitter  that  real 
inequality  which  they  never  can  remove.  They  "change  and  pervert  the 
natural  order  of  things ;  they  load  the  edifice  of  society,  by  setting  up  in 
the  air  what  the  solidity  of  the  structure  requires  to  be  on  the  ground." 
The  net  result  is  anarchy,  with  murder,  theft,  and  rapine  unrebuked. 

C.  C.  CLARK. 


Listen  to  God,  and  follow  His  inward  voice  of  grace;  that  is  all. 
But  to  listen  one  must  be  silent;  and  to  follow  one  must  yield. — FENELON. 


RUNOTAR 


IN  the  land  where  the  long  Northern  twilight,  with  its  sadness  and  its 
secret  longing,  lingers  over  the  stillness  of  the  summer-night,  the 
land  where  the  Rune-rods,  carved  deep  into  the  granite  sides  of  the 

hills,  whisper  mysteries  of  bygone  traditions,  way  up  in  Finland, 
close  to  the  mighty  river  Suomi,  was  living  Runotar,  the  old  Witch,  who 
was  guardian  of  the  Northern  Song.  Low  and  lonely  was  her  cabin. 
Lonesome  and  forsaken  was  her  life  within. 

The  rumour  of  her  song  was  spreading  out  over  the  country.  It 
went  from  the  forest  into  the  cabins,  reached  the  villages  and  entered  the 
great  cities.  In  among  the  rattling  machinery  and  the  haste  and  fever  of 
industry  and  shipping,  in  among  the  merchants  selling  and  buying,  on  it 
went,  this  silent  messenger  of  the  Witch,  of  Runotar,  hidden  somewhere 
in  the  heart  of  Nature. 

People  heard  it,  some  laughing  and  mocking;  some  others  respect- 
fully kept  silence,  not  knowing  what  to  think.  A  few  there  were,  more  in 
earnest,  who  heard  the  rumour  and  went  into  the  forest  to  find  the  Witch, 
and  learn  the  secret  of  her  song,  but  they  all  came  back  laughing.  There 
was  no  Witch.  It  was  the  roar  of  the  great  river  Suomi,  ringing  through 
the  forest,  and  nothing  else. 

One  day  a  young  man,  tired  of  life  and  gaiety,  went  deep  into 
Nature  to  find  loneliness  and  to  find  rest.  On  he  went.  The  rumour 
of  Runotar  brought  him  farther  and  farther.  He  would  find  the  Witch 
and  he  would  learn  her  secrets.  Qose  to  the  river  Suomi  he  found  her 
cabin.  Low  and  moss-clad  it  stood,  hidden  under  the  tall  pine  trees. 
Footprints  were  there  leading  to  and  from  this  lonely  dwelling.  Light 
and  easy  those  which  led  to  the  cabin,  heavy  and  burdened  those  return- 
ing. With  fear  in  his  heart  he  stepped  closer.  With  fear  he  entered  the 
cabin,  saw  the  Witch,  saw  Runotar,  the  guardian  of  the  Northern  Song. 

Long  and  earnestly  did  she  look  upon  him,  and  he  in  fear  returned 
her  look. 

Was  she  an  old  withered  woman  or  was  she  a  fair,  splendid  beauty? 
He  could  not  tell.  He  did  not  know. 

He  stammered  his  message.  He  wanted  from  her  the  secret  of  her 
Song.  Long  and  far  he  had  been  looking  for  her,  in  the  throng  and  rush 
of  the  big  cities,  in  the  depth  of  the  wine  cups,  in  the  dance  and  flutter  of 
the  gay  life,  in  the  fire  of  a  woman's  eyes,  but  nowhere  was  Runotar,  the 
guardian  of  true  song ;  until  one  day  he  found  the  narrow  trail,  close  to 
the  heart  of  Nature,  which  brought  him  to  her  cabin. 

Runotar,  the  old  Witch,  saw  his  fear  and  saw  his  earnest  purpose, 
and  she  smiled  upon  him. 

"Well,  you  can  stay  with  me  in  my  cabin,"  she  replied,  "and  for  one 
thousand  years  you  can  remain,  and  I  will  teach  you  all  my  songs,  from 

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the  first  one  to  the  last  one,  but  still  you  shall  not  have  the  gift  of  Music 
or  the  Secret  of  my  Song.  Will  you  learn  the  Secret?  Will  you  see  the 
land  where  Music  dwells  ?  Go  alone  into  the  forest  and  hide  a  sorrow  in 
your  bosom  and  from  your  own  heart  shall  song  be  born. 

Gone  was  the  cabin,  gone  was  Runotar,  and  the  majestic  forest  alone 
was  closing  in  upon  him.  With  wonder  he  looked  round.  In  fear  he  was 
calling  out,  but  only  echo  answered,  but  in  the  echo  was  a  whisper  that 
went  straight  to  his  soul.  The  forest  round  him  took  up  the  whisper. 
The  secret  he  was  yearning  for  was  there  and  deep  within  was  Runotar. 

Was  she  an  old  withered  woman,  from  whom  he  shrank  in  horror, 
or  was  she  a  splendid  beauty  of  Eternal  Youth  ?  He  could  not  tell.  He 
did  not  know,  but  low  and  lonely  was  her  cabin.  Lonesome  and  forsaken 
was  her  life  within.  BIRGER  ELWING. 


That  thou  mayst  not  be  moved  by  every  blast  of  wind 
Collect  thyself  like  a  mountain; 
For  man  is  but  a  handful  of  dust, 
And  life  is  a  violent  storm, 

— AMIR  KHUSRAM. 


A  NEW  FORM  OF  MATTER 

As  KNOWN  TO  SCIENCE  AND  IN  THE  SECRET  DOCTRINE 


HARPER'S  MONTHLY,  for  May,  contains  an  article  by  J.  D. 
Beresford  which  gives  a  very  interesting  introduction  to  a  new 
form  of  matter,  describing  the  oozing  out  of  astral  substance 
more  completely  than  has  previously  been  done.  Much  of  the 
detail  is  of  course  familiar  to  theosophical  students.  One  interesting 
point  is  that  this  matter,  which  oozed  out  of  the  mouth  and  from  the 
two  sides,  the  neck  and  the  shoulders  of  the  medium,  could  be  collected 
in  a  box,  and  it  was  proposed  to  subject  it  to  analysis.  When  the  box 
was  opened,  there  were  only  two  or  three  drops  of  moisture,  and  this 
liquid  was  shown  to  consist  of  cell  detritus,  highly  bacterial,  with  ves- 
tiges of  other  organic  compounds.  Care  was  taken  to  show  that  there 
was  clear  evidence  of  an  organic  basis,  and  though  the  cell  detritus  had 
an  analogy  to  the  vegetable  kingdom,  there  was  again  a  suggestion  rather 
of  the  fungoid  tissue  than  that  of  animal  structure.  This  ethereal 
effluence  could  be  moulded,  at  the  will  of  the  medium,  into  substances 
of  distinctly  animal  structure,  such  as  hair.  And  this  hair,  when  sub- 
jected to  the  action  of  acids,  decomposed  in  somewhat  similar  fashion 
to  the  hair  of  ordinary  persons  present. 

But  the  main  point  of  interest,  to  readers  of  the  THEOSOPHICAL 
QUARTERLY,  would  be  found  by  referring  to  the  Secret  Doctrine,  pages 
262  and  263  of  the  earlier  editions,  which  makes  special  reference  to 
the  highly  bacterial  content  of  the  liquid  found  on  the  breaking  down 
of  the  substances  proposed  to  be  submitted  for  analysis.  If  this 
extruded  material  is  allied  to  the  astral,  the  passage  cited  shows  that 
the  linking-up  of  the  astral  mould  to  the  physical  cells  would  assuredly 
be  of  a  highly  bacterial  nature.  Students  who  are  interested  in  such 
phenomena  as  are  recorded  in  the  Beresford  article,  would  surely  find 
points  of  very  great  interest  in  the  inferences  to  be  drawn  from  the 
Secret  Doctrine  teaching;  the  passage  that  is  of  most  immediate  value 
being  given  below. — A.  K. 

FROM  The  Secret  Doctrine 

"Science  teaches  us  that  the  living  as  well  as  the  dead  organisms 
of  both  man  and  animal  are  swarming  with  bacteria  of  a  hundred 
various  kinds;  that  from  without  we  are  threatened  with  the  invasion 
of  microbes  with  every  breath  we  draw,  and  from  within  by  leuco-- 
maines,  aerobes,  anaerobes,  and  what  not.  But  Science  has  never  yet 
gone  so  far  as  to  assert  with  the  Occult  doctrine,  that  our  bodies, 
as  well  as  those  of  animals,  plants,  and  stones,  are  themselves  altogether 
built  up  of  such  beings ;  which,  with  the  exception  of  the  larger  species, 

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no  microscope  can  detect.  So  far  as  regards  the  purely  animal  and 
material  portion  of  man,  Science  is  on  its  way  to  discoveries  that  will 
go  far  towards  corroborating  this  theory.  Chemistry  and  Physiology 
are  the  two  great  magicians  of  the  future,  which  are  destined  to  open 
the  eyes  of  mankind  to  great  physical  truths.  With  every  day,  the 
identity  between  the  animal  and  physical  man,  between  the  plant  and 
man,  and  even  between  the  reptile  and  its  nest,  the  rock,  and  man — 
is  more  and  more  clearly  shown.  The  physical  and  chemical  constitu- 
ents of  all  being  found  to  be  identical,  Chemical  Science  may  well  say 
that  there  is  no  difference  between  the  matter  which  composes  the  ox, 
and  that  which  forms  man.  But  the  Occult  doctrine  is  far  more 
explicit.  It  says :  Not  only  the  chemical  compounds  are  the  same,  but 
the  same  infinitesimal  invisible  Lives  compose  the  atoms  of  the  bodies 
of  the  mountain  and  the  daisy,  of  man  and  the  ant,  of  the  elephant 
and  of  the  tree  which  shelters  it  from  the  sun.  Each  particle — whether 
you  call  it  organic  or  inorganic — is  a  Life.  Every  atom  and  molecule 
in  the  Universe  is  both  life-giving  and  death-giving  to  such  forms, 
inasmuch  as  it  builds  by  aggregation  universes,  and  the  ephemeral 
vehicles  ready  to  receive  the  transmigrating  soul,  and  as  eternally 
destroys  and  changes  the  forms,  and  expels  the  souls  from  their  tem- 
porary abodes.  It  creates  and  kills;  it  is  self-generating  and  self- 
destroying;  it  brings  into  being,  and  annihilates,  that  mystery  of 
mysteries,  the  living  body  of  man,  animal,  or  plant,  every  second  in  time 
and  space;  and  it  generates  equally  life  and  death,  beauty  and  ugliness, 
good  and  bad,  and  even  the  agreeable  and  disagreeable,  the  beneficent 
and  maleficent  sensations.  It  is  that  mysterious  LIFE,  represented  col- 
lectively by  countless  myriads  of  Lives,  that  follows  in  its  own  sporadic 
way  the  hitherto  incomprehensible  law  of  Atavism;  that  copies  family 
resemblances,  as  well  as  those  it  finds  impressed  in  the  Aura  of  the 
generators  of  every  future  human  being;  a  mystery,  in  short,  that  will 
receive  fuller  attention  elsewhere.  For  the  present,  one  instance  may 
be  cited  in  illustration.  Modern  Science  is  beginning  to  find  out  that 
ptomaine,  the  alkaloid  poison  generated  by  decaying  corpses  and  matter 
— a  Life  also,  extracted  with  the  help  of  volatile  ether,  yields  a  smell 
as  strong  as  that  of  the  freshest  orange-blossoms;  but  that  free  from 
oxygen,  such  alkaloids  yield  either  a  most  sickening,  disgusting  smell, 
or  a  most  agreeable  aroma,  which  recalls  that  of  the  most  delicately 
scented  flowers;  and  it  is  suspected  that  such  blossoms  owe  their  agree- 
able smell  to  the  poisonous  ptomaine.  The  venomous  essence  of  certain 
fungi,  also,  is  nearly  identical  with  the  venom  of  the  cobra  of  India, 
the  most  deadly  of  serpents.  The  French  savants  Arnaud,  Gautier, 
and  Villiers,  have  found  in  the  saliva  of  living  men  the  same  venomous 
alkaloid  as  in  that  of  the  toad,  the  salamander,  the  cobra,  and  the 
trigonocephalus  of  Portugal.  It  is  proven  that  venom  of  the  deadliest 
kind,  whether  called  ptomaine,  or  leucomaine,  or  alkaloid,  is  generated 
by  living  men,  animals  and  plants.  .  .  .  And  though  it  is  not  yet 


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fully  determined  whether  poisons  can  be  generated  by  the  animal  systems 
of  living  beings,  without  the  participation  and  interference  of  microbes, 
it  is  ascertained  that  the  animal  does  produce  venomous  substances  in  its 
physiological  or  living  state. 

"Thus,  having  discovered  the  effects,  Science  has  to  find  their  primary 
causes;  and  this  it  can  never  do  without  the  help  of  the  old  sciences, 
of  Alchemy,  Occult  Botany  and  Physics.  We  are  taught  that  every 
physiological  change,  in  addition  to  pathological  phenomena,  diseases — 
nay,  life  itself,  or  rather  the  objective  phenomena  of  life,  produced  by 
certain  conditions  and  changes  in  the  tissues  of  the  body,  which  allow 
and  force  life  to  act  in  that  body — that  all  this  is  due  to  those  unseen 
"Creators"  and  "Destroyers,"  which  are  called,  in  such  a  loose  and 
general  way,  microbes.  It  might  be  supposed  that  these  Fiery  Lives 
and  the  microbes  of  Science  are  identical.  This  is  not  true.  The  Fiery 
Lives  are  the  seventh  and  highest  sub-division  of  the  plane  of  matter, 
and  correspond  in  the  individual  with  the  One  Life  of  the  Universe, 
though  only  on  that  plane  of  matter.  The  microbes  of  Science  are  the 
first  and  lowest  sub-division  on  the  second  plane — that  of  material  Prana, 
or  Life.  The  physical  body  of  man  undergoes  a  complete  change  of 
structure  every  seven  years,  and  its  destruction  and  preservation  are  due 
to  the  alternate  functions  of  the  Fiery  Lives,  as  Destroyers  and  Builders. 
They  are  Builders  by  sacrificing  themselves,  in  the  form  of  vitality,  to 
restrain  the  destructive  influence  of  the  microbes,  and,  by  supplying  the 
microbes  with  what  is  necessary,  they  compel  them  under  that  restraint 
to  build  up  the  material  body  and  its  cells.  They  are  Destroyers  also, 
when  that  restraint  is  removed,  and  the  microbes,  unsupplied  with  vital 
constructive  energy,  are  left  to  run  riot  as  destructive  agents.  Thus, 
during  the  first  half  of  a  man's  life,  the  first  five  periods  of  seven  years 
each,  the  Fiery  Lives  are  indirectly  engaged  in  the  process  of  building 
up  man's  material  body;  Life  is  on  the  ascending  scale,  and  the  force 
is  used  in  construction  and  increase.  After  this  period  is  passed,  the 
age  of  retrogression  commences,  and,  the  work  of  the  Fiery  Lives 
exhausting  their  strength,  the  work  of  destruction  and  decrease  also 
commences." 


ALSACE  AND  LORRAINE 


PART  III 
SECTION  II    (Concluded) 

IN  preceding  sections  the  essential  character  of  the  German  peoples 
has  been  traced  from  earliest  days  to  the  sixteenth  century.  German 
beastliness  and  brutishness  have  been  discovered  as  not  merely  the 

faults  of  character  of  an  otherwise  noble  people,  but  as  the  actual 
character  of  that  people  itself.  In  other  words,  the  faults  which  Germany 
has  redisplayed  in  this  War  are  herself.  It  is  virtues  which  are  deflec- 
tions of  the  German  Wesen,  not  vices.  In  this  the  Germans  are  truly  a 
singular  people;  the  antithesis  of  most  we  call  civilized  to-day. 

The  author  does  not  intend  to  subject  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY  to 
further  details  of  Germany's  enduring  depravity, — beyond  what  is 
actually  necessary.  It  has  been  the  duty,  and  will  continue  to  be  the 
painful  duty,  of  the  student  of  history  to  read  German  history  as  it  is. 
Only  so  can  the  absurdity  and  falsity  of  German  claims  be  recognized, 
and  be  exposed,  for  the  colossal  imposture  they  are.  But  enough  has 
been  shown  already  of  the  early  setting,  out  of  which  more  modern 
German  history  has  evolved,  to  prove  that  at  least  most  of  it  was  not 
propitious  for  the  production  either  of  refinement,  of  nobility,  or  of 
culture,  and  that  it  was  not  the  glorious  thing  it  has  been  made  out  to  be. 

The  Germany  of  Luther's  time,  of  the  Peasants'  Revolt,  or  later,  of 
the  Thirty  Years'  War  (1618-1648)  with  its  atrocious  cruelties,  its  sack 
of  Magdebourg,  its  plagues,  its  devil-possession  manias,  and  its  open 
debauch  and  irreligion — these  things  were  certainly  no  evidence  of  a 
high  preceding  civilization,  or  the  fruit  of  a  noble  past,  of  superior 
culture.  The  period  is  too  well  known  to  need  elaboration  or  analysis. 
This  Thirty  Years'  War  was  perhaps  a  cyclic  climax,  when  the  compli- 
cated forces  of  evil  which  had  accumulated  through  the  centuries  in 
Germany,  turned  finally  upon  each  other  in  a  cataclysm  of  destruction. 
One  or  two  quotations,  from  German  sources,  will  suffice  to  give  a 
resume;  and  it  might  be  well  to  remember,  by  way  of  contrast,  that  in 
France  it  was  the  time  of  Richelieu,  and  the  founding  of  the  French 
Academy,  the  Sorbonne,  and  the  Jardin  des  Plantes;  of  Mazarin,  of 
Corneille,  of  Descartes,  of  the  chaste  Louis  XIII,  and  of  St.  Vincent  de 
Paul;  while  in  England  it  was  the  time  of  James  I  and  our  Bible,  of 
Charles  I,  of  Bacon,  and  Beaumont  and  Fletcher,  of  Milton,  Crashaw, 
Sir  Thomas  Browne,  and  Jeremy  Taylor. 

In  1879  Karl  Hillebrand  delivered  six  lectures  before  the  Royal 
Institute  of  Great  Britain,  published  under  the  title  German  Thought 
from  the  Seven  Years'  War  to  Goethe's  Death.  Summarizing  frankly 

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the  history  of  his  own  country,  he  says :  "Germany  came  out  of  the 
Thirty  Years'  War  almost  expiring.  It  was  as  if  a  deadly  illness  had 
wiped  out  the  memory  of  the  nation  in  its  cruel  delirium.  All  the 
national  forces,  material  as  well  as  intellectual  and  moral,  were  destroyed 
when  peace  was  concluded  in  1648.  There  are  fertile  wars  and  sterile 
wars ;  civil  and  religious  wars  belong  mostly  to  the  latter  class.  Still  the 
religious  wars  in  France,  and  the  Great  Rebellion  in  England,  were  light 
spring  storms  compared  with  that  terrible  Thirty  Years'  War  which  left 
Germany  a  desert  .  .  .  Hundreds  of  flourishing  cities  were  reduced 
to  ashes;  there  were  towns  of  eighteen  thousand  inhabitants  which 
counted  but  three  hundred  and  twenty-four  at  the  peace;  ground  which 
had  been  tilled  and  ploughed  for  ten  centuries  had  become  a  wilderness ; 
thousands  of  villages  had  disappeared.  Trees  grew  in  the  abandoned 
houses.  At  Wiesbaden  the  market  had  grown  into  a  brushwood  full  of 
deer.  The  whole  Palatinate  had  but  two  hundred  freeholders ;  Wurtem- 
berg  had  but  forty-eight  thousand  inhabitants  at  the  end  of  the  war 
instead  of  the  four  hundred  thousand  which  it  had  mustered  at  the 
beginning.  We  are  told  that  a  messenger  going  from  Dresden  to  Berlin, 
through  a  once  flourishing  country,  walked  thirty  miles  without  finding  a 
house  to  rest  in.  The  war  had  devoured,  on  an  average,  three  quarters 
of  the  population,  two  thirds  of  the  houses,  nine  tenths  of  the  cattle  of 
all  sorts ;  nearly  three  quarters  of  the  soil  had  turned  into  heath.  Com- 
merce and  industry  were  as  utterly  destroyed  as  agriculture ;  the  mighty 
Hanseatic  League  was  dissolved;  the  savings  of  the  nation  were  entirely 
spent  .  .  . 

"The  social  and  moral  state  corresponded  with  the  material.  Many 
schools  and  churches  stood  abandoned,  for  public  instruction  and  public 
worship  had  nearly  perished.  The  highly  cultivated  language  of  Luther 
was  utterly  forgotten,  together  with  the  whole  literature  of  his  time. 
The  most  vulgar  vices  had  taken  root  in  people  who  had  been  reared 
from  their  infancy  in  the  horrors  of  war.  Every  higher  aim  and  interest 
had  been  lost  sight  of ;  not  a  vestige  of  a  national  tradition  remained. 
There  was  no  middle  class  nor  gentry  left;  the  higher  noblemen  had 
become  despotic  princes,  with  no  hand  over  them,  since  the  Emperor  was 
but  a  name;  the  lower  went  to  their  court  to  do  lackey's  service.  A 
whole  generation  had  grown  up  during  the  war,  and  considered  its  savage 
barbarism  as  a  normal  state  of  society  .  .  .  Suicides  became  so 
frequent  after  the  war,  that  an  Imperial  law  ordered  self-murderers  to 
be  buried  under  the  gallows.  From  houses  and  churches  the  old  artistic 
furniture  had  disappeared,  and  was  replaced  by  coarse  and  cheap 
utensils.  The  peasants'  dwellings  differed  little  from  those  of  their 
animals  .  .  .  An  unprecedented  coarseness  of  manners  had  invaded 
not  only  courts  and  cities,  but  also  the  universities  and  the  clergy.  There 
was  servility  everywhere  .  .  .  Cowardice  had  become  the  common 
vice  of  the  lower  people  and  of  what  remained  of  the  middle  class,  in  a 
time  when  the  free  citizens  were  weaned  from  the  use  of  arms  through 


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the  numerous  mercenary  troops,  which  had  become  gangs  of  highwaymen. 
The  prodigality,  vanity,  and  luxury  of  the  higher  classes  infected  the 
lower ;  the  contagion  was  general.  Everybody  wanted  a  title — for  it  was 
then  that  the  great  title-mania  set  in,  of  which  Germany  is  not  yet 
entirely  cured.  Theology  in  its  most  rigid  form,  superstition  of  the 
rudest  character,  had  replaced  religion;  pedantry  had  taken  the  place  of 
erudition.  The  study  of  the  Greek  language  had  almost  disappeared  from 
the  universities  and  colleges,  where  the  professors  vied  with  the  students 
in  vulgar  vices.  Drinking  became  a  profession;  there  were  travelling 
drinkers ;  at  the  highest  Court  of  the  Empire  at  Wetzlar,  an  examination 
in  drinking  was  exacted  from  the  newly-appointed  assessors  by  their 
colleagues.  Every  baron  had  his  mistresses,  as  well  as  an  Augustus  of 
Saxony,  or  a  George  of  Hanover.  'At  the  court  of  Dresden,'  says  a  con- 
temporary, 'there  are  numbers  of  people  who,  not  being  able  to  live  from 
their  own  resources,  sacrifice  their  wives  to  maintain  themselves  in  favour.' 
Gambling  had  become  a  general  habit  .  .  .  Venality  and  nepotism 
prevailed  among  the  numerous  officials ;  pauperism  and  mendacity  among 
the  lower  people ;  ignorance  and  immorality  everywhere  .  .  .  Foreign 
manners  and  foreign  languages  were  adopted  everywhere  .  .  . 
National  unity  scarcely  existed  even  in  words  and  forms.  The  Empire 
was  organized  anarchy  .  .  .  Germany  had  really  and  truly  become 
a  geographical  expression  .  .  .  The  small  states,  which  the  court- 
theologians  called  complacently  'true  gardens  of  God,  cultivated  by 
princely  hands,'  had  in  reality  become  hot-beds  of  debauch  and  tyranny. 
Never  had  despotism  reigned  so  supreme  and  unchecked  .  .  .  Reli- 
gion itself,  which  had  been  the  pretext  of  the  war,  had  well-nigh  van- 
ished .  .  .  There  was  no  theatre,  and  no  art ;  for  art  did  not  survive 
the  war.  What  remained  of  it  was  of  the  worst  taste,  more  bric-a-brac 
than  art  ...  The  whole  literature  of  the  time  is  a  servile  imitation 
of  the  Neo-Latin  literatures  ...  in  material  and  intellectual,  as 
well  as  in  moral  and  social,  respects,  the  German  of  the  seventeenth 
century  was  thrown  back  into  utter  barbarism  by  the  Thirty  Years' 
War."1 

That  the  causes  for  this  general  destruction  lay  in  the  disintegrating 
forces  at  play  in  the  German  character,  is  incontestable.  France, 
England,  Holland,  Spain,  had  their  civil  and  religious  wars,  their  Fronde 
rebellions,  their  brutal,  pillaging  campaigns.  But  they  never  experienced 
anything  like  the  utter  evil  and  desolation  of  Germany. 

It  was  the  quality  of  Germany's  badness  that  made  the  difference. 
The  foregoing  summary  speaks  of  its  results  in  general  and  sweeping 
terms;  perhaps  one  more  quotation  on  Germany's  methods  of  warfare 
and  of  the  character  of  her  fighting-men  will  explain  the  why  of  these 
results.  Professor  F.  Philippson,  who  wrote  volumes  seven  to  nine  in 
the  Allgemeine  Weltgeschichte  series  of  Theodore  Flathe,  says  of  this 
Thirty  Years'  War:  "The  soldiery  raged  everywhere,  pillaging,  burning, 

1  German  Thought  by  Karl  Hillebrand,  1880,  pp.  40  to  49  pastim,  and  p.  77. 


48  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

torturing  and  assassinating  at  will;  friends  or  enemies,  it  mattered 
little  .  .  .  All  resistance  was  punished  with  death;  children  and 
young  persons,  even  old  people  were  not  spared.  And  their  favourite 
sport  consisted  in  impaling  infants  on  the  point  of  their  lances,  and 
striking  them  dead  against  a  wall,  or  burning  them  alive  .  .  .  These 
are  not  legends,"  adds  this  German  professor,  "hundreds  of  eyewitnesses 
have  reported  these  statements.  Smallpox  and  other  contagious  plagues 
were  not  long  in  making  their  appearance  amongst  the  populations  ren- 
dered anaemic  by  famine ;  these  decimated  what  the  sword  had  spared."2 

No  wonder  that  from  1336  to  1400  there  were  about  thirty-two 
years  of  plague  in  Germany,  from  1400  to  1500  at  least  forty-two  years, 
and  from  1500  to  1600  probably  more  than  thirty  years.  The  seven- 
teenth century  was  nearly  as  bad. 

There  will  probably  be  a  tendency  on  the  part  of  some  readers  of 
the  foregoing  pages,  to  discount  the  real  significance  of  Germany's  evil- 
doings  on  the  ground  that  in  barbarian  days  and  in  the  Middle  Ages, 
everything  was  crude,  chaotic,  brutal,  inhuman — if  you  insist  on  looking 
at  that  side  of  life.  Above  all,  other  countries,  such  as  England  and 
France,  were,  during  those  centuries,  just  as  brutal  and  inhuman  as 
was  Germany. 

This  point  of  view,  fostered  by  Germans,  results  from  reading  the 
smoothed-over,  popular  histories,  which  are  the  only  ones  known  to  the 
average  lay-reader.  But  it  is  not  a  true  view.  And  the  War  has  proved 
it.  There  has  never  been  a  break  between  the  Germany  of  the  Thirty 
Years'  War,  and  the  Germany  of  1914.  It  was  avowedly  the  Prussian 
military  state,  together  with  Protestantism,  which  "allowed  Germany  to 
raise  herself  out  of  the  state  of  intellectual  and  moral  misery  in  which 
the  Thirty  Years'  War  had  left  her."3  The  success  of  the  iniquitous 
Seven  Years'  War  (1756-1763)  that  "roused  the  national  spirit  to  new 
life  after  centuries  of  slumber"4  was  fought  in  truly  German  style. 
Frederick  the  Great  is  not  famed  in  history  for  either  honour,  piety, 
or  kindliness;  and  such  culture  as  he  affected  was  borrowed  avowedly 
from  France.  The  eighteenth  century  shows  no  real  advance  over  the 

2  Vol.   iv,  cap.   7,  pp.  251-253  passim.     Europa  urn  die  Mitte  des  Siebsehnten  Jahrhunderts. 
One  look  at  the  pictures  and  portraits  by  Moscherosch  von  Wilstatt  in  this  volume  explains  much. 
Cf.  Dr.  G.  Droysen,  Das  Zeitalter  des  Dreissigjahrigen  Krieges  in  Wilhelm  Oncken's  Allgemeine 
Geschichte.     Also    Schafer,   Der   Siebenjahrige  Krieg.     Those    interested   to   pursue   this   field   of 
study   further  will   find  source-material  all   too  abundant,  referred  to   in   every   standard  history. 
The   Austrian   histories   are   not   without   interest,  as   being   a   statement   by   kindred    spirits,    yet 
somewhat    detached.      Cf.    Dr.    Vehse,    Geschichte    des    Oesterreichischen    Hofes;    Rieger,    Mate- 
nalien    sur   Bohmischen    Statistick;   also    Baron    Hormayr,    Taschenbttch   fiir    die    Vaterlandische 
Geschichte,  esp.  p.  300  for  German  peasants  eating  cooked  human  flesh,  and  also  his  other  vol- 
umes;  Cox's  House  of  Austria,  a  standard;  and  Alfred  Michiels'  Secret  History  of  the  Austrian 
Government,    not   always    to   be   trusted.      For   an    intimate    revelation   of   Germans    of   that   time 
nothing  could  be  better  than   Cardinal   Caraffa's  Germania  sacra  res  Rcstaurata,  with  more  than 
eight  hundred   pages   of   documents,   letters,    decrees,   etc.      He   was   Apostolic   nuncio   during  the 
reign  of  Ferdinand  II — "the  greatest  murderer   in   Europe."     Michelet's  pictures  of  the  Fronde 
rebellion  in  France  cannot  approach  these  ferocious  times   in   Germany.     Ranke,  as  usual,   omits 
or   minimizes   as   far   as   possible   the    "unpleasant"   facts    in   his    Reformation.      For   an    English 
source-study,  see  Gardiner's  The  Thirty   Years'  War. 

3  Hillebrand,  op.  cit,  p.  59. 

4  Op.  cit.,  p.  75 


ALSACE  AND   LORRAINE  49 

seventeenth  or  the  sixteenth;  time,  and  imitation  of  others,  had  laid  on 
a  new  coat  of  veneer,  never  thick  enough  even  to  hide  effectively  or 
completely  the  real  character  within.  Flagrant  immorality  in  Germany 
was  rapidly  reaching  the  literally  unspeakable  condition  which  openly 
existed  before  the  War.  The  courts  were  all  corrupt  to  an  almost 
unbelievable  extent.  Karl  Eugen  von  Wiirtemberg,  1744  to  1793 — the 
contemporary  of  our  own  George  Washington  remember — wrote  four 
volumes  at  twenty-one,  "An  exact  account  of  all  the  virtues  and  all  the 
vices."8  His  court,  one  amongst  literally  hundreds,  was  famed  for  its 
luxury,  and  was  known  as  the  "metropolis  of  the  most  exquisite  freedom 
of  sensual  pleasure."6  He  had  over  two  hundred  mistresses,  the  names 
of  many  listed  in  the  encyclopedias.  Well  might  Richards  say:  "While 
single  cases  of  corruption  in  high  places  had  occurred  before,  we  may 
repeat  that  from  1333,  when  Henry  of  Lower  Bavaria  accepted  his  bribe 
from  the  French  king,  to  1815,  the  history  of  the  German  princes  is  a 
continuous  account  of  disgraceful,  treacherous  venality."7 

Whatever  may  be  said  for  the  intellectual  revival  of  the  eighteenth 
and  nineteenth  centuries,  embodied  in  Lessing,  Herder,  Goethe,  Kant, 
and  others,  the  seeds  of  evil  still  existed,  else  the  Germany  of  1914 
could  not  have  been.  The  best  in  Herder,  in  Goethe,  in  Schiller,  in  Kant, 
was  veneer,  was  the  coat  of  bright  paint,  real  enough  in  itself,  but  which 
only  whited  the  sepulchre  within.  And  the  worst  element,  the  evil,  in 
these  men,  was  of  the  same  corrupt  stream  which  has  always  character- 
ized the  German.  Did  not  Kant's  categorical  imperative  pave  the  way 
for  the  self-expression  of  Treitschke,  of  Bernhardi,  and  of  the  Pan- 
Germanists?  Did  not  Goethe  and  Schiller,  following  Herder's  lead, 
"overthrow  all  conventionalism,  all  authority,  even  all  law  and  rule,  in 
order  to  put  in  their  stead  the  absolute  self-government  of  genius,  freed 
from  all  tutorship," — and  were  they  not  praised  for  it?  And  what  did 
Goethe  maintain  in  his  maturity,  if  not  that  "to  be  completely  free  man 
must  fly  into  the  ideal  sphere  of  Art,  Science,  or  formless  Religion" — 
in  other  words,  into  an  artificial  world  of  ^//-created  unrealities? 

Self-expression  in  Goethe  was  passably  sane  and  moral;  but  in  the 
German  peasant  there  was  (and  is)  more  of  hell  to  express  than  of 
heaven.  While  Goethe  wrote  and  Kant  philosophized  and  Schiller 
dreamed,  Hessian  and  Bavarian  troops  around  New  York  City  and  in 
New  Jersey  were  expressing  themselves,  true  to  German  form.  Carlo 
Botta,  an  able  Italian  historian,  speaks  out  clearly  a  disinterested  opinion 
on  the  subject,  which  is  chosen  from  among  the  many  because  by  a 
disinterested  author.  The  New  International  Encyclopaedia  says  of  him, 
"He  brought  new  standards  of  accuracy  and  elegance  into  historical 
writing  in  his  History  of  the  American  War  of  Independence  (1809), 
which  has  remained  a  classic  in  the  subject."  Botta  testifies  of  the 

•Pub.  in  Stuttgart,  the  2 lit  September,   1740. 

•  "Metropole    der    raffinirtesten    Freiheit    des    Sinnenjenusaes."      Cf.    Atlgemtine    Deutsche 
Biopraphie,  vol.  XV,  pp.  376  ff.    The  quotation  is  on  p.  383. 
T  Op.  cit.,  p.  286. 


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Germans  that  "An  universal  cry  was  raised  in  America  against  the 
cruelties,  the  massacres,  the  rapes,  and  the  ravages,  perpetrated  by  their 
soldiers;  and  even  supposing  that  their  crimes  were  exaggerated,  still  it 
must  be  confessed  that  the  greatest  part  of  them  are  true.  The  Hes- 
sians, naturally  ferocious,  knew  nothing  of  humanity  or  inhumanity,  and 
seemed  to  know  no  other  mode  of  warfare  but  that  of  carrying  devas- 
tation into  the  midst  of  all  the  property,  whether  public  or  private,  of 
their  adversaries.  ...  It  was  also  stated,  that  this  rapacious 
soldiery  had  so  loaded  themselves  down  with  booty,  as  to  accomplish 
badly  their  military  service.  ...  It  was  a  terrible  and  cruel  sight 
to  see  these  fertile  fields  covered  with  ashes,  and  devastated  of  all  their 
goods.  Friends  or  enemies,  Republicans  or  Royalists,  all  were  victims 
alike  of  this  fury.  Wives  and  daughters  suffered  violence  in  the  houses, 
and  even  before  the  eyes  of  their  husbands  and  fathers.  Many  fled  into 
the  forests.  But  they  could  find  no  refuge  even  there  from  the  bestial 
lust  of  these  perverse  barbarians,  who  pursued  them  with  diligence. 
The  houses  were  either  burnt  or  demolished,  the  cattle  were  either 
driven  off  or  killed;  everything  was  destroyed.  The  Hessian  General 
Heister  made  no  efforts  to  check  the  enormities  of  his  soldiers;  the 
English  General  wished,  but  was  powerless,  to  control  them.  .  .  . 
Their  example  became  infectious  with  the  British  troops,  and  they  were 
soon  found  to  vie  with  the  German  troops  in  outrage,  rapine,  violations, 
arson,  and  plunder."8  Hackensack  was  completely  destroyed,  and  a 
royalist  populace  was  turned  pro-Washington  by  these  enormities. 

If  the  eighteenth  century  seems  too  long  ago  to  affect  the  atrocities 
of  1914,  there  is  the  Copenhagen  campaign  of  the  Danish  wars  in  1807. 
Sir  Herbert  Maxwell  writes  in  his  Life  of  Wellington,  "The  Germans, 
however,  made  up  for  their  slowness  in  action  by  atrocious  cruelty  in 
pursuit  and  their  activity  in  plunder.  Unarmed  country  people  were 
mercilessly  butchered ;  Captain  Napier  declared  that  'every  British  soldier 
shuddered  at  the  cruelty.'  Writing  to  his  mother  he  said — 

'I  can  assure  you  that,  from  the  General  of  the  Germans  down  to 
the  smallest  drumboy  in  the  legion,  the  earth  never  groaned  with  such 
a  set  of  infamous  murdering  villains.'  "9 

The  Franco-Prussian  War  of  1870  was  exactly  the  same  thing. 
The  testimony  of  so  able  and  well-known  an  eyewitness  as  Mr.  Frederick 
Harrison  should  convince  people  who  might  refuse  to  credit  the  official 
French  Recits  militaires  (e.  g.  vol.  II,  p.  56)  of  General  Ambert,  and 
writers,  such  as  Desjardins,  Tableau  de  la  guerre  des  Allemands  etc.,  1873, 
or  M.  Paul  Lacombe,  La  guerre  et  L'homnte.  Mr.  Harrison  says,  "I  was 
abroad  during  August,  September,  and  October,  1870,  and  I  saw  much 
of  the  war  from  the  German  side,  having  twice  crossed  the  whole  area 
of  Western  Germany,  near  enough  to  have  talked  to  the  prisoners  of 

•  Storia  Delia,  Guerra  Dell'  Independeiua  Degli  Stoti  Uniti  D' America,  Tom.  II,  Lib.  VII, 
pp.  50S-6,  and  S07-8. 

•Vol.  I,  pp.  87-88. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  51 

Sedan,  and  to  have  seen  the  bombardment  of  Strasbourg.  ...  So 
far  as  robbery,  burning  homes,  and  terrorism  of  civilians  could  go,  the 
practice  of  1870  was  really  the  same  as  that  of  1914,  though  it  was  on 
a  much  smaller  scale"10  ...  In  the  Fortnightly  Review  for 
December  1870,  and  February  1871,  he  gives  an  actual,  first-hand,  con- 
temporary description  of  German  behaviour  then,  quotation  from  which 
we  shall  spare  the  reader,  as  it  would  be  but  repetition. 

The  Germans,  as  usual,  are  the  best  witnesses  against  themselves. 
Dr.  Moritz  Busch  is  typically  German  in  being  proud  to  narrate  of  Bis- 
marck in  1870, — "He  then  told  us  that  Favre  had  complained  to  him 
that  we  fired  upon  the  sick  and  the  blind  in  the  Blind  Institute.  'I  do 
not  know  what  you  find  hard  in  that/  said  I.  'You  do  far  worse; 
you  shoot  at  our  men  who  are  in  sound  and  vigorous  health.'  '  "What 
a  Barbarian!"  he  no  doubt  thought  to  himself.'"11  "The  conversation 
turned  on  the  attitude  of  the  French  peasantry,  and  Putbus  said  that 
a  Bavarian  officer  had  burned  down  the  whole  of  a  fine  village  and 
ordered  the  wine  in  the  cellars  to  be  run  into  the  streets,  because  the 
peasants  there  had  behaved  treacherously.  Somebody  else  remarked 
that  the  soldiers,  somewhere  or  other,  had  frightfully  beaten  a  curate, 
who  had  been  apprehended  for  alleged  treachery.  The  Minister  again 
praised  the  energy  of  the  Bavarians,  but  as  to  the  second  case,  he  added, 
'We  must  either  treat  the  country  people  with  as  much  consideration 
as  possible,  or  altogether  deprive  them  of  the  power  to  harm  us,  one 
thing  or  the  other.'  "12 

To  sum  up,  the  Germans  simply  are  not  the  most  cultured  people 
in  the  world  from  earliest  days  until  now.  As  Europeans  go,  they  are, 
and  always  have  been,  the  least  cultured.  German  genius  has,  in  the 
nature  of  things,  taught  her  neighbours  much,  but  chief  of  all  her  lessons 
has  been,  in  the  words  of  a  French  officer,  the  necessity  for  hating  evil. 

The  Germans  are  not  French,  even  though  France  gave  Germany 
the  best  that  she  has  in  the  way  of  veneer.  The  Germans  are  not 
Alsatian,  because  in  his  likeness  to  the  French,  the  Alsatian  is 
immeasurably  above  the  German. 

There  is  something  of  the  beast,  of  the  brute  barbarian,  in  most 
men, — in  the  Frenchman,  in  the  Englishman,  in  the  Alsatian  and  Lor- 
rainer.  But  the  beast  in  the  last  is  not  a  German  beast.  What  German 
people  would— could — have  undergone  the  persecutions  suffered  by 
Alsace-Lorrainers  during  the  past  forty-eight  years,  and  still  have  kept 
their  spirit,  their  manhood,  their  loyalty  to  their  own  ideals  of  right 
and  wrong?  No  German  people  have  ever  given  a  like  exhibition.  The 
loss  of  all  sense  of  national  unity,  of  national  integrity,  has  been  the 
hall-mark  of  German  history,  the  specialty  about  them,  which  most  often 

14  The  German  Peril,  1915,  p.  30,  chap.  II. 

u  Bismarck  and  the  Franco-Prnttian  War,  Authorized  translation,  vol.  II,  p.  243. 

"Vol.  II,  p.  21. 


52  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

receives  comment  at  the  hands  of  foreign  historians,  and  most  often  is 
excused  or  blandly  denied  by  the  German.  Alsatians  are  a  race  of 
soldiers ;  they  also-  love  peace,  and  the  hearth-fires  of  home.  Because 
they  are  soldiers,  says  the  German,  therefore  they  must  be  German; 
and  similarly  because  they  are  home-loving,  they  must  be  German. 
But  when  soldiers,  have  they  fought  as  Germans  fight?  Is  their  history 
one  long  career  of  butchery,  torture,  infamy  and  villainy?  It  is  not: 
and  history  demonstrates  that  time  and  again  they  resisted  German 
invasion,  and  either  sought  their  own  independence,  or  joined  and 
fought  with  the  French.  Was  Marshal  Ney  a  typical  German  general? 
Do  we  think  of  him  in  the  same  terms  as  of  Frederick  the  Great,  Von 
Moltke,  or  Hindenburg?  We  do  not;  nor  do  we  think  of  the  forty 
thousand  Alsatians  who  deserted  Germany  to  fight  with  France  in  this 
War  as  German  soldiers,  either  in  the  manner  of  their  fighting,  or  in 
the  motives  and  principles  which  actuated  their  taking  sides  with  the 
French.  It  is  those  qualities  that  for  centuries  have  made  the  Alsatians 
turn  to  France  which  are  the  best  proof  that  they  are  unlike  the  German. 
Perhaps  the  ready  comment  of  common  sense  in  answer  to  such 
questions  carries  more  weight  than  all  the  arguments  of  scientific  research 
and  psychological  analysis.  Nevertheless,  though  the  total  unlikeness  of 
the  Alsatian  and  the  Lorrainer  to  the  German,  and  particularly  to  the 
German  "brute-beast,"  is  an  argument,  and  a  powerful  argument,  against 
their  being  German  heart  and  soul,  as  the  Germans  claim,  yet  it  is  at 
best  a  negative  argument.  The  true  and  complete  picture  must  take 
into  consideration  all  that  France  has  been  to  these  two  border  provinces, 
and  above  all,  what  that  magnificent  and  powerful  sentiment  is  which 
has  bound  all  the  diverse  peoples  of  France  into  one  dynamic  national 
consciousness,  the  sentiment  which  blazed  forth  in  Alsace-Lorraine  when 
French  armies  reappeared  along  the  Rhine  in  1918,  that  passionate, 
religious  cry  of  love  for  La  Patrie.  A.  G. 

(To  be  continued.) 


Worldliness  is  a  more  decisive  test  of  a  man's  spiritual  state  than 
even  sin,  for  sin  may  be  sudden. — FREDERICK  ROBERTSON  OF  BRIGHTON. 


MAP  MAKERS 


NOT  long  ago  I  lunched  with  a  friend  who  had  just  finished  an 
article  on  his  great  hobby,  "Dutch  Cartographers  of  the  Six- 
teenth Century,"  which  he  gave  me  to  read.  My  interest  in  the 
Dutch  is  of  the  slightest,  and  I  did  not  know  what  a  "cartog- 
rapher" was  until  I  began  the  article;  hence  I  expected  to  be  bored.  I 
was  not.  The  light  of  imagination  touched  the  opening  paragraphs  and 
made  a  dull  subject  vivid  and  real.  Under  its  influence  one  saw  the 
battered  ships  of  the  explorers  of  the  New  World  rounding  the  head- 
land of  their  home  port  and  dropping  safe  anchors  at  last  after  their 
long  danger.  One  saw  the  eager  welcome  and  the  intense  interest  with 
which  every  move  their  captains  had  made  was  followed  on  the  few  maps 
available.  One  felt  how  each  hearer  must  have  longed  to  have  been  with 
them,  to  have  shared  in  the  thrill  of  the  discovery  and  to  have  seen  the 
wonders  for  himself.  What  were  the  hardships  and  dangers  compared  to 
such  a  prize.  Perhaps  then  and  there  some  Magellan  resolved  that  he 
too  would  make  the  great  adventure,  and  sought  a  crew  from  those  who 
heard  the  call  with  him.  Who  could  hold  back  from  so  glorious  a 
chance,  and  how  they  must  have  studied  the  maps,  until  every  line  was 
indelibly  impressed  on  their  minds. 

What  glorious  days  to  have  lived  in!  Hardships,  yes  and  dangers, 
but  who  could  think  of  hardships  or  of  what  he  left  behind,  when  such 
a  romance  opened  before  him.  It  would  be  sluggish  blood  indeed  that 
would  not  stir  at  the  chance  to  sail  with  Magellan  or  Drake — nay,  to  be  a 
Magellan  or  a  Drake,  to  find  a  new  continent,  perhaps,  and  add  it  to  the 
realm  of  one's  king;  for  in  those  days  men  still  loved  and  served  their 
kings  with  whole-hearted  loyalty. 

I  asked  how  they  came  to  grasp  the  principles  of  longitude  and  lati- 
tude so  soon  after  first  learning  that  the  world  was  not  flat,  and  was  told 
in  reply  that  there  had  been  maps,  from  the  days  of  Ptolemy,  showing  the 
world  as  round.  Ptolemy  himself  had  even  measured  its  size  with  remark- 
able accuracy.  So  the  information  had  been  there  for  ages,  waiting  for 
men  to  arouse  themselves  and  use  it.  It  required  no  new,  piercing  intellect 
to  make  the  discovery.  All  that  was  needed  was  the  strength  of  mind  to 
break  with  the  habit  of  thought  of  the  age,  to  throw  over  dogmatic 
"authority,"  and  to  examine  known  facts  with  an  open  mind.  And  then 
the  courage  to  act  on  one's  conviction. 

What  a  golden  opportunity !  I  suppose  it  was  not  easy  to  brave  the 
ridicule,  the  unknown  dangers,  to  leave  everything  behind  and  set  sail  on 
an  unknown  sea,  bound  for  what  all  the  world  said  was  a  phantom  goal. 
Yet  who  would  not  jump  at  the  chance  for  such  a  glorious  adventure? 
How  small  the  dangers  look,  and  how  petty  the  hardships  and  sacrifices, 

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54  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

compared  to  the  rewards.  The  worlds  are  all  discovered  now,  even  to  the 
poles.  The  kings  men  served  are  dead,  and  the  colour  is  faded  from  life. 
The  clock  struck.  Time  to  go  back  to  work  and  leave  dreams  of  neglected 
maps,  and  worlds  waiting  to  be  discovered. 

Neglected  maps;  worlds  waiting  to  be  discovered!  "The  spiritual 
world  is  at  hand."  And  suddenly  these  age-old  verses  came  back  to  my 
mind: 

"The  small  old  path  that  stretches  far  away  has  been  found  and  fol- 
lowed by  me.  By  it  go  the  Seers  who  know  the  Eternal,  rising  up  from 
this  world  to  the  heavenly  world. 

"It  is  adorned  with  white  and  blue,  orange  and  gold  and  red.  This 
is  the  path  of  the  Eternal,  the  path  of  the  saints,  the  sages,  the  seers  in 
their  radiance." 

"When  all  desires  that  were  hid  in  the  heart  are  let  go,  the  mortal 
becomes  immortal,  and  reaches  the  Eternal." 

Fifty  centuries  have  passed  since  the  Seer  of  the  Upanishads  recorded 
his  discovery  of  the  "Small  old  path  that  stretches  far  away,"  and,  from 
that  day  to  this,  "Saints,  Sages,  Seers  in  their  radiance,"  have  found  and 
followed  it,  and  have  left  charts  showing  every  rock  and  reef  on  the  way 
to  the  spiritual  world,  the  world  of  the  Eternal.  What  was  the  world  that 
Columbus  discovered  compared  to  that  world,  or  his  adventure  compared 
to  the  adventure  that  lies  open  to  each  one  of  us,  who  will  listen  to  the 
call  of  his  own  soul?  The  Royal  Sages  of  Ancient  India,  the  Gospels, 
the  great  Saints,  the  Theosophical  writers  of  the  present  day,  all  in 
their  own  terms,  bring  the  same  great  message.  The  soul  is  real,  is  the 
great  reality  of  the  universe.  Sure  knowledge  of  it  and  of  its  immor- 
tality exists,  and  is  obtainable  by  those  who  seek.  The  spiritual  world, 
and  the  great  beings  who  dwell  there,  are  realities,  and  that  world  may  be 
entered  and  those  great  beings  seen,  face  to  face,  by  living  men. 

Back  through  all  the  ages,  to  the  earliest  dawn  of  time,  stretches  the 
long  line  of  those  who  have  made  the  great  adventure,  who  have  attained 
to  knowledge  of  the  marvellous  powers  of  their  own  souls,  and  have  left 
their  record  for  those  who  care  to  seek  the  way  they  trod.  Widely 
separated  in  time,  in  place,  and  nation,  their  evidence  is  the  same,  the 
very  similes  they  use  are  often  identical.  The  marvel  is  that  so  little 
attention  is  given  to  it.  We  hear  the  words,  and  we  do  not  believe. 
Perhaps  we  think  it  beautiful  allegory.  More  probably  we  do  not  think 
at  all,  but  put  the  whole  matter  out  of  our  minds  and  go  about  our  daily 
grubbing.  "Vineland"  was  discovered  by  the  Vikings  long  before 
Columbus,  and  the  discovery  recorded  in  the  Sagas.  I  wonder  whether 
those  few  who  knew  the  records  thought  them  fiction  or  allegory,  or, 
like  ourselves,  did  not  think  at  all. 

One  of  the  characteristics  of  lack  of  development  is  stupidity.  A 
savage  of  the  South  Pacific  when  told  of  the  marvels  of  modern  machin- 
ery, of  wireless  telephones  that  enabled  men  to  talk  half  way  round  the 
world,  of  aeroplanes  and  railroads  and  telescopes,  would  probably  not 


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be  much  impressed  unless  he  actually  saw  them  with  his  physical  eyes. 
He  would  almost  certainly  make  no  effort  to  go  to  see  them  for  himself. 
It  would  be  most  difficult  to  find  terms,  sufficiently  within  his  experience, 
to  enable  him  to  understand  anything  of  what  was  being  described,  and 
the  little  he  did  understand  he  would  probably  either  disbelieve  or  regard 
as  a  miracle  having  no  relation  to  the  natural  laws  he  lived  under.  The 
human  mind  has  truly  travelled  far,  in  the  evolution  of  its  powers,  from 
savage  to  cultured  scientist,  and  yet  those  who  have  attained  say  that  the 
growth  of  the  human  mind  is  as  nothing  compared  to  the  growth  of  the 
powers  of  the  human  soul,  from  man,  as  we  know  him,  to  man  as  he  may 
make  himself. 

For  we  are  not,  as  we  so  complacently  assume,  in  the  forefront  of 
evolution.  It  is  true,  as  Huxley  suggested,  that  there  are  beings  in  the 
universe  as  far  in  advance  of  man  as\  man  is  in  advance  of  the  black 
beetle.  These  beings  are  not  hypothetical.  They  are  real  and  have  been 
seen  and  talked  with,  may  now  be  seen  and  talked  with,  say  the  seers  of 
all  ages,  by  those  who  seek  them  with  undivided  devotion  and  purity  of 
heart.  To  be  found,  they  must  be  sought  where  they  dwell,  in  the  spiritual 
world.  As  a  baby  becomes  conscious  of  the  physical  world  around  him  by 
the  development  of  his  physical  senses,  as  we  enter  the  mental  world 
by  the  development  of  our  minds,  so  man  enters  the  world  of  the  spirit  by 
spiritual  development,  by  setting  the  powers  of  his  soul  free  from  their 
slavery  to  material  and  selfish  ends. 

The  Seer  of  the  Upanishads  says  that  each  night,  during  sleep,  the 
souls  of  men  are  freed  to  return  for  a  time  to  their  own  world,  and 
that  if  this  were  not  so,  all  men  would  go  mad ;  yet  that  man  brings  back 
no  memory  of  what  he  has  seen  there,  for  "the  spirit  of  man  is  free  and 
nought  adheres  to  the  spirit  of  man." 

"As  a  great  fish  swims  along  one  bank  of  the  river,  and  then  along 
the  other  bank,  first  the  eastern  bank  and  then  the  western,  so  the  Spirit 
of  man  moves  through  both  worlds,  the  waking  world  and  the  dream 
world. 

"Then,  as  a  falcon  or  an  eagle,  flying  to  and  fro  in  the  open  sky 
and  growing  weary,  folds  his  wings  and  sinks  to  rest,  so  of  a  truth  the 
Spirit  of  man  hastens  to  that  world  where,  finding  rest,  he  desires  no 
desire  and  dreams  no  dream. 

"And  whatever  he  has  dreamed,  as  that  he  was  slain  or  oppressed, 
crushed  by  an  elephant  or  fallen  into  an  abyss,  or  whatever  fear  he  beheld 
in  the  waking  world,  he  knows  now  that  it  was  from  unwisdom.  Like  a 
god,  like  a  king,  he  knows  he  is  the  All.  This  is  his  highest  world. 

"This  is  his  highest  joy.  He  has  passed  beyond  all  evil.  This  is  his 
fearless  form.  .  .  .  All  beings  live  on  the  fragments  of  this  bliss." 

Was  he  only  dreaming  a  beautiful  dream,  that  Seer  of  so  many 
thousand  years  ago,  or  did  he  know  whereof  he  wrote,  and  has  the  world 
lost  the  knowledge  it  once  possessed  ?  Knowledge  has  been  won  and  lost 
again  more  than  once  in  the  history  of  the  world.  Why  should  we  assume 


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that  we  know  all  that  has  ever  been  known?  It  is  "when  all  the  desires 
that  were  hid  in  the  heart  are  let  go,"  that  "the  mortal  becomes  immortal 
and  reaches  the  Eternal."  Let  those  who  can  fulfil  the  condition  answer 
that  ancient  Seer.  Who  today  has  the  right  to  say  that  the  pure  in  heart 
do  not  see  God  ? 

I  wonder  what  those  old  Dutch  cartographers  thought  of  the  marvels 
they  heard  described  and  which  they  tried  to  portray.  Some  of  them 
must  have  lived  all  their  lives  on  the  flats  of  Holland,  never  seeing  a 
hill  bigger  than  a  sand  dune  or  a  dike.  What  did  they  think  when  they 
heard  of  the  Andes,  of  sheer  walls  of  rock  ten  thousand  feet  high  or  of 
cataracts  like  Niagara  ?  It  is  hard  to  believe  things  that  are  so  far  beyond 
one's  own  experience,  and  no  doubt  many  of  them  lived  out  their  lives 
on  the  shore  of  the  sea  that  leads  to  the  new  world,  shaking  their  heads 
with  solemn  incredulity;  even  as  you  and  I,  on  the  shore  of  another  sea 
that  leads  to  another  world. 

It  is  a  marvellous  world,  that  world  of  the  soul  and  the  consciousness 
of  man, — as  much  richer  than  the  world  of  the  mind,  as  the  world  of  the 
mind  is  richer  than  the  physical  world.  A  world  of  beauty  and  joy,  of  glad- 
ness and  sunshine,  of  the  peace  of  eternal  snows,  and  summits  of  attain- 
ment, rising,  peak  after  peak,  higher  and  farther  than  the  most  daring 
traveller  has  ever  reached.  "For  the  soul  of  man  is  immortal  and  eternal, 
and  its  future  is  the  future  of  a  thing  to  whose  growth  and  splendour 
there  is  no  limit."  That  world  is  at  hand,  and  it  may  be  entered  by 
becoming  conscious  of  it.  As  one  born  blind  enters  the  world  around 
him  by  regaining  the  power  of  sight,  normally  his  own  and  which  he  had 
in  a  former  life,  so  the  seers  say  that  the  soul  of  man  enters  his  own 
world  by  the  development  of  the  soul's  own  latent  powers.  He  becomes 
conscious  of  that  which  has  been  there  all  along,  but  to  which  he  had 
been  blind.  At  first  he  may,  indeed,  see  "men  as  trees  walking,"  and  the 
world  that  is  still  blind,  knowing  that  trees  do  not  walk,  is  lead  to  easy 
ridicule  and  to  denial  of  the  very  power  of  sight  itself.  So  babes  reach 
for  the  moon ;  but  the  power  of  sight  remains. 

The  soul  of  man  is  in  essence  divine,  is  one  with  the  Divine,  and 
hence,  say  "the  Seers  in  their  radiance,"  there  is  no  power  of  the  Divine, 
no  power  in  the  universe,  to  which  he  may  not  attain,  no  power  to  which, 
ere  the  end  of  time,  he  will  not  attain.  Said  one  who  had  attained: 
"There  are  all  the  powers  of  nature  before  you.  Take  what  you  can." 
As  the  destiny  of  man  through  the  long  ages  of  evolution  yet  to  be,  is  to 
share  Divine  power,  so,  by  little  and  little,  will  he  share  in  the  conscious- 
ness of  the  Divine.  "And  anything  that  is  in  consciousness  anywhere 
may  become  known  to  the  consciousness  of  man."  As  Emerson  said, 
there  is  no  wall  between  God  and  man.  Back  through  all  the  past  to 
the  earliest  dawn  of  history,  we  find  the  records,  disbelieved  and  neglected 
but  still  preserved,  of  those  who  have  developed  the  consciousness  of  the 
soul  and  its  powers,  who  have  found  the  world  of  the  real  and  have 
talked,  face  to  face,  with  the  great  beings  who  dwell  there. 


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"Seek  out  the  way"  echoes  through  all  the  centuries.  Think  of  the 
romance  of  it!  To  all  who  have  had  but  a  glimpse  of  it,  it  is  the  one 
thing  in  the  world  worth  while.  One  touch  of  the  joy  of  the  spirit  makes 
all  other  joys  fade  into  the  palest  of  reflections,  as  indeed  they  are. 
"When  this  path  is  beheld,  then  thirst  and  hunger  are  forgotten;  day 
and  night  are  undistinguished  in  this  road.  How  shall  I  easily  describe 
this?  Thou  thyself  shall  experience  it." 

To  experience  something  of  that  bliss,  on  whose  fragments  all  beings 
live,  is  within  the  power  of  us  all.  Fortunately  we  do  not  have  to  do  it 
all  at  once.  Columbus  discovered  the  new  world  by  discovering  a  little 
island  in  the  West  Indies.  He  knew  naught  of  the  Andes,  the  Great 
Lakes,  the  Mississippi,  naught  of  the  continent  itself,  but  he  had  discov- 
ered the  new  world.  So  with  us.  We  do  not  have  to  gain  with  St.  Teresa 
that  union  with  the  Divine  of  which  she  writes,  with  all  its  illumination  of 
the  understanding  and  its  pure  delight  and  bliss,  almost  too  great  to  bear. 
We  do  not  have  to  gain  with  the  seer  of  India  that  power  of  sight  when : 

"Uncontainable  within  the  clasp  of  the  eyelids,  the  sight  expanding 
seeks  to  go  outward ;  it  is  the  same  indeed  as  before  but  it  is  now  capable 
of  embracing  the  heavens. 

"Then  he  beholds  the  things  beyond  the  sea,  he  hears  the  language  of 
paradise,  he  perceives  what  is  passing  in  the  mind  of  the  ant." 

So  wrote  the  Seer  in  ancient  India.    So  wrote  St.  Paul : 

"And  I  knew  a  man  (whether  in  the  body  or  out  of  the  body,  I  can- 
not tell:  God  knoweth)  how  that  he  was  caught  up  into  paradise  and 
heard  unspeakable  words  which  it  is  not  lawful  for  a  man  to  utter." 

And  Columba  five  centuries  later  in  Ireland : 

"Some  there  are,  though  very  few,  to  whom  Divine  Grace  has 
granted  this :  that  they  can  clearly  and  most  distinctly  see,  at  one  and  the 
same  moment,  as  though  under  one  ray  of  the  sun,  even  the  entire  circuit 
of  the  whole  world  with  its  surroundings  of  ocean  and  sky,  the  inmost 
part  of  their  mind  being  most  marvellously  enlarged." 

Some  day,  perhaps,  all  mankind  will  gain  that  power  of  sight  capable 
of  embracing  the  heavens  and  of  perceiving  what  is  passing  in  the  mind 
of  the  ant.  Some  day  too,  we  will  win  the  memory  of  our  own  past  and 
recall  the  days  when  we  sailed  with  the  Vikings  of  the  North,  rode  with 
the  Crusaders  to  Jerusalem,  died,  sword  in  hand,  with  Roland  at  Ronce- 
valles,  or  prayed  in  the  old  Egyptian  temples  on  the  Nile.  "Many  are 
my  past  births,  and  thine  also,  Arjuna ;  I  know  them  all,  but  thou  knowest 
them  not."  How  the  thought  of  it  lights  up  history!  Did  I  fight  for 
Rome  or  Carthage?  Where  was  I  in  the  day  of  Egypt's  glory?  Did  I 
perhaps  charge  with  the  Prince  of  Amor  and  his  desert  horsemen  against 
the  Hittites  at  Kadesh  ?  What  would  I  not  give  to  remember  that  scene : 
to  see  great  Rameses,  his  army  surprised  and  in  wild  rout,  turning  alone 
in  his  chariot  and  single-handed  charging  back  and  forth  through  the 
Hittite  host,  until  his  horses  were  killed  and  he  himself  surrounded,  yet 
victor  in  the  end. 


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Memory  of  the  past,  the  vision  of  the  soul,  the  illumination  of  the 
understanding,  these  are  gifts  of  the  High  Gods,  to  be  given  or  withheld. 
It  was  not  every  voyager  to  America  that  saw  the  mountain  peaks.  But 
first  hand  experience  of  the  Divine,  and  knowledge  of  the  soul  and  of 
man's  immortality,  are  within  the  reach  of  all  who  will  seek  them.  Seek 
and  ye  shall  find,  has  been  true  from  the  beginning  of  time.  Like 
Columbus,  we  do  not  have  to  discover  the  whole  continent.  The  discov- 
ery of  the  smallest  island  in  that  new  world  of  the  spirit  will  be  glory 
and  bliss  enough. 

It  is  to  this  discovery  that  Theosophy  leads ;  for  this  that  Theosophy 
exists :  to  proclaim  the  existence  of  that  world,  to  point  the  way  there, 
and  to  help  those  who  would  tread  the  path  to  it.  The  Seers  and  Saints 
who  have  found  it,  have  left  their  records,  each  in  his  own  language,  and 
with  the  colouring  of  his  own  faith  and  his  own  time.  It  is  by  the  Rosetta 
stone  of  Theosophy  that  we  can  perceive  that  they  are  describing  the 
same  experiences  in  different  terms,  and  pointing  to  the  same  roads  by 
different  names.  An  artist  and  a  geologist  will  describe  the  same  moun- 
tain in  very  different  ways,  yet  the  mountain  remains  the  same  mountain. 
So  it  matters  little  whether  we  speak  of  union  with  the  Eternal,  with 
the  Desireless  Supreme,  with  the  One  Self  of  all  Beings,  with  God,  or 
with  the  Oversoul;  whether  we  speak  of  the  Path  of  Renunciation,  of 
Acceptance,  of  Sacrifice,  of  Faith,  of  Wisdom,  or  of  Holiness;  whether 
we  say  that  we  attain  by  the  development  of  the  latent  spiritual  powers 
of  man's  own  soul,  or  that  we  attain  by  the  grace  of  God.  Each  is  neces- 
sary for  the  other.  There  is  one  goal  and  one  path,  with  many  aspects. 
Before  the  foundation  of  The  Theosophical  Society  men  expected  to  find 
only  error  in  faiths  other  than  their  own.  They  did  not  seek  in  other 
religions  the  truths  that  theirs  needed  to  supplement  its  gaps.  The  discov- 
erer who  would  set  sail  for  the  new  world  could  use  only  the  charts  made 
by  those  of  his  own  country.  Now  he  has  the  experience  of  the  whole 
world  to  guide  him,  if  he  will  but  use  it. 

So  little  faith  is  needed,  for  each  step  brings  more.  It  is  as  if  a 
fourteenth  century  mariner,  with  a  taste  for  adventure  and  antiquarian 
lore,  had  discovered  in  the  ruins  of  Troy,  the  record  of  some  old  Phoe- 
nician galley  that  had  ventured  forth  past  the  Straits  of  Gibraltar,  cruised 
north  beyond  the  Bay  of  Biscay  to  England,  thence  to  Iceland,  to  Green- 
land, and  so  to  the  great  new  world.  He  would  read  it  with  wonder,  with 
interest,  and  no  doubt  with  incredulity.  If  then,  passing  on  to  the  ruins 
of  Carthage,  he  were  to  find  the  log  of  a  Carthaginian  trader  who  had 
made  the  same  cruise,  and  described  the  same  lands  under  different  names, 
there  would  be  more  of  interest  and  less  of  incredulity.  If,  finally,  he 
resolved  to  make  the  great  adventure  himself,  and  see  whether  those 
ancient  voyagers  had  told  the  truth,  his  faith  would  grow  more  sure 
with  each  point  at  which  he  found  corroboration,  until  at  last  he  would 
set  sail  from  Iceland  with  the  sure  hope  of  finding  the  new  world. 

Some  faith  is  needed,  or  the  mariner  would  not  have  set  out  to 


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make  the  test'  for  himself.  If  the  man  born  blind  believes  neither  in  the 
beauty  of  the  world,  nor  in  the  possibility  of  being  cured  of  his  blindness, 
he  will  not  stir,  though  all  that  be  asked  of  him  is  to  go  and  wash,  that 
he  may  be  clean  and  see. 

"The  great  Beyond  gleams  not  for  the  child,  led  away  by  the 
delusion  of  possession.  'This  is  the  world,  there  is  no  other',  he  thinks, 
and  so  falls  again  and  again. 

"The  unknowing,  who  has  no  faith,  who  is  full  of  doubt,  falls; 
neither  this  world,  nor  the  world  beyond,  nor  happiness  are  for  him  who 
is  full  of  doubt." 

The  only  way  to  find  out  is  to  try.  There  is  nothing  gained  in  the 
world  of  men  or  the  world  of  the  spirit  without  paying  the  price,  and  it 
usually  has  to  be  paid  in  advance.  The  merchant  who  sought  the  pearl 
of  great  price  had  to  sell  all  that  he  had  'to  buy  it.  When  Columbus 
sought  the  new  world  he  had  to  leave  all  behind  him,  and  sail  many 
weary  weeks  on  a  desolate,  empty  sea.  I  wonder  if  in  his  day,  too,  there 
were  those  who  heard  the  call,  deep  in  their  hearts,  and  longed  to  follow 
it,  but  who  could  not  bring  themselves  to  leave  the  solid  land  they  knew, 
or  to  face  the  easy  ridicule  of  those  who  said  there  was  nothing  in  the 
great  Beyond  but  the  grey  expanse  of  sea  they  saw  before  them.  Per- 
haps they  went  to  the  farthest  point  of  shore,  or  made  timid  voyages 
as  far  as  one  may  go  and  be  sure  of  return,  straining  eyes  toward  the 
horizon  in  the  vain  hope  that  they  might  catch  a  glimpse  of  that  wonder- 
ful new  world,  then  turning  toward  their  homes  to  be  sure  that  they 
had  not  gone  too  far.  The  kingdom  of  heaven  is  taken  by  violence,  not 
by  caution. 

There  have  been  times  when  men  leaped  to  answer  the  call  to  high 
adventure.  When  Bernard  of  Clairvaux  preached  the  crusade,  the  thou- 
sands who  heard  him  cried  with  one  voice:  "Crosses,  crosses,  give  us 
crosses,"  and  thronged  around  him  to  be  given  the  little  red  cross  that 
was  the  sign  of  their  willingness  to  fare  forth  and  leave  all.  The  war 
has  shown  that  this  spirit  is  not  dead  in  the  world,  and  that  nations  can 
still  answer  to  the  call  of  honour,  the  call  of  their  own  souls.  Hundreds 
of  thousands  of  men  have  proved  that  the  faintest  glimpse  of  the  heav- 
enly vision,  the  dimmest  realization  of  the  grandeur  of  the  cause  for 
which  they  fought,  was  all  that  they  needed  to  make  them  lay  down 
their  lives  with  a  smile.  Cannot  we,  who  have  the  vision,  claim  a 
kindred  spirit? 

"Souls  honoured  by  the  world  as  its  heroes,  just  and  perfect  spirits 
of  the  past,  look  down  and  envy  us  our  opportunity." 

J.  F.  B.  MITCHELL. 


LODGE  DIALOGUES 


II 

LITTLE  SAMJI  was  sitting  under  one  of  the  big  trees  in  the 
garden.     The  day  was  very  warm,  and  little  Samji  was   fat, 
besides  which  he  had  been  working  hard  tying  up  the  creepers 
which  seemed  to  grow.by  magic  in  the  starlit  nights. 
There  were  times,  especially  in  the  hot  days,  when  the  world  looked 
very  black  to  him,  and  the  blackest  thing  in  all  the  black  world  then, 
were  his  sins.     He  was  wonderfully  gentle  and  good,  and,  to  some  of 
us,  this  strangely  disproportionate  sense  of  his  iniquity  was  the  only  sin 
we  had  ever  found  in  him.     Once,  one  of  the  Brothers,  replying  to  his 
director,  had  uttered  this  paradox :    "Samji  may  not  be  able  to  go  far, 
having  so  little  to  overcome,  but  such  simplicity  of  nature  cannot  possibly 
have  far  to  go  to  reach  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

When  I  saw  him  under  the  big  tree,  I  knew  that  the  blackness  was 
upon  him,  though  he  scrambled  cheerfully  to  his  feet  and  made  his 
salaam  most  respectfully,  for  his  manners  never  failed.  We  seated  our- 
selves together,  and  as  he  waited  for  me  to  speak,  I  pointed  to  the 
distant  line  of  the  mountains  above  the  quivering  noon-day  heat.  "The 
world  is  very  beautiful,  Samji."  I  said  it  solemnly.  He  looked  at  me 
with  his  full  dark  eyes.  "Mechu  Chan,  when  the  heart  is  black  the 
world  is  black  also."  "And  yet  the  divine  benediction  rests  upon  it,  and 
blooms  in  the  flowers,  and  sings  in  the  birds,  and  is  immovable  in 
the  mountains,  who  send  the  purity  of  their  snows  to  cool  the  waters; 
and  it  filters  through,  even  into  the  darkness  of  our  hearts,  and  sunshine 
comes  by  the  ways  it  has  made."  Samji  did  not  lift  his  head.  I  sus- 
pected welling  tears.  "When  the  evening  has  come,"  I  went  on,  "and 
the  coolness  breathes  through  the  garden,  before  the  stars  come  out  to 
laugh  at  you,  open  your  heart  and  give  it  welcome.  Then  it  will  flood 
over  and  over  your  heart,  and  the  blackness  will  go  and  the  sins  will 
go; — for  the  divine  benediction  cannot  rest  where  these  are  dwelling. 
But  your  heart  it  loves  and  seeks,  as  the  bee  seeks  the  heart  of  the 
flower.  You  cannot  drive  them  away,  Samji;  it  alone  has  the  power. 
Only,  you  must  open, — open  the  doors  and  the  windows.  Why  sit  at 
home  locked  up  with  such  very  bad  company?"  "When  the  Master 
looks  at  the  heart,  he  must  find  it  clean  utterly,"  said  Samji.  "True; 
but  I  am  telling  you  how  to  cleanse  it.  If  you  sit  there  alone  in  the 

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dark,  you  may  polish  and  polish ;  you  never  will  clean  it, — nor  ever  get 
rid  of  your  company." 

When  I  rose  to  go,  he  salaamed  again  and  thanked  me  for  my 
"instruction,"  and  when  I  returned  a  little  later,  the  poor,  tired  child 
was  asleep.  Haru  was  standing  near,  a  finger  on  his  lips,  warning 
silence.  "When  he  wakes  and  finds  he  has  not  returned  to  work,"  I 
whispered,  "that  will  be  another  'sin/  "  "That  is  why  I  am  waiting," 
said  that  stern  disciplinarian,  who  knows  so  well  when  and  how  to  be 
gentle. 

At  sunset  I  found  little  Samji  standing,  his  arms  outstretched, 
breathing  deep,  where  the  garden  begins  to  slope  down  and  the  breeze 
draws  up  from  the  valley.  His  fat  little  person  expressed  such  prayer, 
such  devotion.  When  he  overtook  me  on  the  path  back,  he  said,  "O 
Mechu  Chan,  the  stars  shall  not  laugh  at  me  to-night." 

M. 


Make  yourselves  nests  of  pleasant  thoughts.  None  of  us  yet  know, 
for  none  of  us  have  been  taught  in  early  youth,  what  fairy  palaces  tve 
may  build  of  beautiful  thought — proof  against  all  adversity.  Bright 
fancies,  satisfied  memories,  noble  histories,  faithful  sayings,  treasure- 
houses  of  precious  and  restful  thoughts,  which  care  cannot  disturb,  nor 
pain  make  gloomy,  nor  poverty  take  away  from  us, — houses  built  without 
hands,  for  our  souls  to  live  in. — JOHN  RUSKIN. 


ON  THE  SCREEN  OF  TIME 


THE  Historian  had  been  reading  the  morning  paper.  We  had  told 
him,  solemnly,  that  awful  things  would  happen  if  he  did,  and  that 
headlines,  at  present,  are  as  much  as  any  balanced  constitution 
should  be  called  upon  to  stand.  He  had  waived  us  aside.  So  we 
had  sat  and  watched  the  landscape,  and  had  sharpened  pencils,  medita- 
tively, waiting  for  him  to  explode.  As  he  read,  he  groaned,  and  then  he 
grunted  (though  he  will  deny  this),  and  then,  very  deliberately,  he  folded 
his  paper  and  consigned  it  into  the  waste-basket.  After  that,  looking  at  us 
sternly,  as  if  we  were  responsible  for  newspapers  and  all  that  they  record, 
the  Historian  spoke  and  we  wrote. 

"The  burglar  and  assassin,"  he  said,  "caught  red-handed,  and  turned 
over  to  a  judge  for  trial  and  sentence,  who  is  thereupon  permitted  to 
discuss  with  his  judge,  by  formal  exchange  of  notes,  just  what  punish- 
ment he  will  accept,  and  to  present  claims  against  the  police  who  captured 
him,  for  damage  done  to  his  property  and  person  while  he  resisted 
capture, — is  suggestive  of  Gilbert  and  Sullivan,  or,  as  some  one  said 
during  the  T.  S.  Convention,  of  the  weird  dreams  of  a  man  coming  out  of 
ether.  Yet  that  is  the  actual  situation  at  Versailles,  as  Germany  'talks 
back'  at  the  Allies,  and  as  the  Allies  gravely  assume  that  their  prisoner's 
signature  on  his  sentence  will  oblige  him  to  abide  by  its  terms." 

There  had  been  a  note  of  challenge  in  his  voice,  but  no  one  chose  to 
accept  it.  Instead,  the  Student  picked  up  the  same  thread. 

"I  wonder  what  the  outcome  would  have  been  if  Clemenceau  had  not 
held  things  down  to  earth,  so  far  as  it  lay  in  his  power  to  do  so!  They 
get  their  planes  so  hopelessly  mixed, — these  gentlemen  who  see  an 
American  University  as  the  archetype  of  civilized  existence.  They  dream. 
In  fact  I  doubt  if  there  is  anything  quite  so  psychic,  quite  so  astral,  this 
side  the  dark  side  of  the  moon,  as  their  published  mental  processes, — 
except  (always  excepting)  the  representatives  of  Point  Loma." 

"What  is  their  latest?"  asked  the  Engineer,  who  had  been  away  on 
business. 

"Nothing  much,"  replied  the  Student.  "They  arrived  in  New  York, 
and  hired  a  public  hall,  and  talked  about  the  war  and  about  Germany,  and 
announced  to  all  who  would  listen  that  'we  should  close  the  door  of  the 
past,'  and  that  the  time  had  come  to  clasp  hands  with  the  enemy." 

"Nothing  new  about  that,"  commented  the  Engineer,  creaking  disgust 
as  he  spoke.  "I  thought  they  were  always  doing  that.  Anyway,  there  are 
thousands  of  others  who  are,  not  only  in  America,  but'  in  England,  and 
even  in  France,  among  the  Socialists.  So,  as  a  revelation,  it  lacked 
originality.  An  echo,  I  would  call  it." 

"That  is  what  I  was  saying,"  laughed  the  Student.    "But  I  doubt  if 

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ON   THE    SCREEN    OF   TIME  63 

they  do  any  harm.  Even  their  use  of  the  word  Theosophy  contains  its 
own  antidote, — for  those  who  really  seek  Theosophy." 

"But  about  the  so-called  peace,"  said  the  Historian,  tired  of  the 
digression,  and  with  his  mind  full  of  Versailles  and  the  morning  paper, — 
"when  it  comes  to  action  for  or  against  the  terms  which  the  people  over 
there  are  undoubtedly  going  to  agree  to,  it  seems  to  me  that  we  shall  be 
forced  to  choose  between  evils.  The  ideal  is  not  on  the  map.  And  the 
outcome  will  not  be  as  bad  as  it  might  have  been,  thanks  to  some  level 
heads  among  the  dreamers.  You  either  vote  for  the  thing,  or  you  vote 
against  it,  and  if  you  vote  against  it,  you  vote  for  the  friends  of  Germany 
and  the  frenzied  enemies  of  England,  not  to  mention  the  Bolsheviki." 

"We  of  course  do  not  yet  know  what  the  terms  of  peace  are  to  be," 
the  Philosopher  remarked  at  this  point.  "But  I  do  not  agree  in  the  least 
with  your  premises.  There  is  no  such  thing  as  an  obligatory  choice 
between  evils.  Assuming  that  you  are  confronted  by  two  paths,  and 
that  you  can  neither  stand  still  nor  turn  back  (though  in  most  cases  you 
can  stand  still  if  you  want  to),  it  follows  that  one  of  the  two  paths  is 
right,  relatively  to  the  other,  which  in  that  case,  relatively,  is  the  wrong 
path.  I  have  no  desire  to  quarrel  with  you  about  terms,  but  I  believe 
sincerely  that  a  great  deal  of  harm  is  done  by  speaking  of  choice  as 
you  did." 

"I  agree  with  you,"  replied  the  Historian.  "I  was  wrong.  But  I 
would  like  to  know  if  you  agreed  with  my  opening  statement  about  the 
burglar,  because  I  cannot  see  that  terms  have  anything  to  do  with  that. 
The  situation  strikes  me  as  elementary  in  its  simplicity." 

"I  am  in  complete  accord  with  you,"  the  Philosopher  answered. 
"Germany,  so  far  as  her  government  is  concerned,  stands  before  the 
world  as  an  unrepentant  criminal,  caught  red-handed,  as  you  said. 
Everything  which  her  representatives  have  done  at  the  so-called  Peace 
Conference,  has  proved  that  the  warnings  which  the  QUARTERLY  has 
published,  not  only  since  the  armistice  but  for  long  before  it,  were 
absolutely  sound  and  true.  Germany  has  not  repented  in  the  least. 
If  she  had  the  power,  she  would  repeat  every  one  of  her  crimes  to- 
morrow,— that  is,  if  she  thought  she  could  escape  punishment  for  them. 

"Individual  Germans  may  have  repented,  for  themselves,  or  for 
their  nation,  or  for  both.  But  if  they  have,  it  is  for  them  to  say  so,  and 
not  to  take  it  for  granted  that  others  will  know  and  understand.  That  is 
not  the  attitude  of  a  penitent.  A  real  penitent  is  not  only  anxious  to 
make  amends,  and  literally  to  go  on  his  knees  to  those  he  has  injured, 
but  is  anxious  also  to  confess  his  sins,  that  his  own  heart  may  be 
relieved  to  that  extent  of  its  burden." 

"All  of  you  agreed,  months  ago,"  interrupted  the  Gael,  who  had 
joined  us  on  the  verandah  while  the  Philosopher  had  been  answering  the 
Historian,  "that  the  armistice  had  reduced  the  war  from  a  conflict  of 
principle  to  a  conflict  of  expediencies,  and  that  we  have  another  hundred 
years  or  so  of  work  to  do,  hammering  the  meaning  of  principle  into 


64  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

tough  heads,  before  enough  people  will  understand  to  make  a  conclusive 
war  possible.  The  Student  went  so  far  as  to  promise  to  meet  me  on  the 
ruins  of  Berlin  in  1985, — or  some  other  date,  I  forget  what.  He  denies 
it !  Never  mind :  his  denial  will  not  affect  the  outcome  .  .  .  The 
point  is,  I  propose  we  begin,  and  that  we  begin  on  ourselves.  I  have 
here  two  letters,  addressed  to  a  religious  community,  dealing  with  the 
principle  and  practice  of  obedience.  They  were  written,  I  am  told, 
last  year,  with  an  interval  of  some  months  between  them.  If  there  is  any 
fighting  to  be  done  'next  time,'  now  is  the  hour  to  prepare  for  it.  The 
right  kind  of  discipline,  which  means  the  opposite  of  German  discipline, 
will  be  essential  to  success  .  .  .  Suppose  I  read  these  letters  to  you  ?" 

We  asked  him  to  do  so. 

"My  friends,"  he  said,  his  tone  changing,  "many  years  ago,  in 
London,  when  H.  P.  B.  was  there,  some  fools  at  Avenue  Road  were 
anxious  to  leave  her  and  go  to  India  and  beyond  it,  to  the  Lodge. 
She  told  them  that  they  could  make  their  own  India,  right  there,  where 
they  were.  At  least, — thus  have  I  heard.  Why  should  not  we  place 
ourselves,  right  now,  in  the  Lodge,  and  study  and  think  as  in  the  presence 
of  the  disciples  who  are  there?  This  is  the  first  letter: 

"  'I  know  that  you  will  be  considering  the  problem  of  obedience,  and 
that  you  must  already  have  had  some  experience  of  the  difficulties 
involved.  I  should  like  to  be  able  to  help  you  solve  those  problems, 
though  that  can  only  be  done  effectively  by  yourselves,  as  the  result  of 
many  failures  and  of  constructive  self-examination.  There  are,  however, 
one  or  two  elementary  rules  which  ought  to  be  kept  in  mind  and  which  I 
shall  be  grateful  if  you  will  let  me  bring  to  your  attention. 

"  'First  and  foremost,  obedience  should  never  be  rendered  to  an 
individual  as  such.  If  you,  by  your  own  attitude,  choose  to  confer 
authority  upon  some  individual,  it  should  be  done  because  he  represents 
something  very  much  greater  than  he  or  any  other  individual  is  or  can 
be  in  themselves.  This  is  something  which  a  great  many  people  to-day 
find  it  difficult  to  understand.  They  are  not  brought  up  to  respect  an 
office  in  and  for  itself.  If  they  happen  to  despise  the  individual  who 
fills  the  office  of  President  of  the  nation,  they  do  not  find  it  easy  to 
distinguish  between  him  and  the  position  which  their  own  self-respect 
requires  them  to  honour.  In  the  army,  it  is  the  uniform  that  is  respected, 
quite  regardless  of  the  man  inside  of  it.  The  soldier  salutes  his  superior 
officer,  without  any  thought  of  his  superior's  personal  identity;  and  he 
does  this  because  his  superior  officer  represents,  not  only  the  flag,  but 
the  dignity  of  national  service.  In  order  to  be  in  the  true  sense  of  the 
word  a  soldier,  he  owes  it  to  himself  to  obey  and  to  respect  his  superior. 

"  'This  bases  obedience  on  self-respect,  which  is  a  good  foundation, 
and  an  essential  part  of  any  adequate  foundation  for  obedience.  At  the 
same  time,  for  discipleship,  it  is  insufficient.  The  attitude  of  a  true 
Religious  is  that  his  superior  represents  the  Master.  If  he  happens  to 


ON    THE    SCREEN    OF   TIME  65 

like  that  superior  personally,  and  finds  personal  pleasure  in  carrying  out 
his  orders,  he  regards  this  as  a  disadvantage,  supposing  that  he  is  really 
striving  for  perfection.  What  would  help  him  most  would  be  the 
conquest  of  self  involved  in  a  ceaseless  struggle  to  remember  that,  in 
spite  of  personal  unattractiveness,  his  superior  should  be  obeyed  because 
his  office  makes  him  the  representative  of  the  Master  whose  will,  through 
that  office,  can  so  easily  be  known  and  followed.  Even  when  his  superior 
makes  mistakes,  or  seems  to  do  so,  the  novice  knows  that  prompt  and 
glad  and  ungrudging  obedience  will  be  accepted  by  the  Master  with 
perhaps  greater  pleasure  than  in  cases  which  make  it  evident,  even  to 
the  subordinate,  that  the  orders  of  the  superior  are  wise. 

'  'This  does  not  mean  that  conscience  should  ever  be  violated,  or 
that  in  any  circumstances  whatsoever  a  subordinate  should  do  something 
which  he  believes  wrong,  no  matter  what  orders  he  has  received. 
Remember  that  German  soldiers  cannot  be  excused  for  the  atrocities 
they  committed,  by  pleading  that  they  were  merely  carrying  out  orders. 
English,  French  or  American  soldiers  would  have  refused  to  obey  such 
orders,  and  would  have  been  exonerated  if  court-martialed  for  disobe- 
dience. 

"  'This  illustration  should  make  the  principle  clear,  so  far  as  the 
supremacy  of  conscience  is  concerned.  The  other  point  remains,  namely, 
that  it  is  absolutely  fatal  in  the  spiritual  life  to  regard  the  person  as  the 
reality.  You  would  do  well  to  keep  in  mind  that  the  word  "person"  is 
derived  from  the  Latin  word  meaning  a  mask.  Every  order  or  every 
expression  of  a  wish  should  be  accepted,  if  at  all,  as  that  of  the  Master. 
To  obey  anyone  less  than  the  Master,  would  be  a  grave  mistake  and  would 
in  time  stultify  the  nature. 

"  'If  you  will  imagine  the  attitude  of  a  devout  Catholic  who  believes 
in  transubstantiation,  and  who  may  realize  perfectly  that  the  officiating 
priest  is  entirely  mortal,  with  human  weaknesses  like  the  rest  of  us,  you 
will,  I  think,  find  an  analogy  which,  taken  in  connection  with  the  military 
analogy,  should  throw  light  on  the  whole  problem. 

"  'At  the  same  time,  if  you  care  to  consider  and  perhaps  to  discuss 
what  I  have  written,  I  shall  be  very  glad  to  do  my  best  to  explain  further 
my  own  understanding  of  this  immensely  important  question.' 


"This  is  the  second  letter: 

"  'This  is  really  a  much  later  instalment  on  the  subject  of 
obedience,  but  I  submit  it  to  you  now  because  it  does  not  follow  that 
intervening  "chapters"  will  ever  be  written,  and  because  it  is  wise  to 
keep  before  us  our  vision  of  mountain  tops  as  well  as  our  clear  percep- 
tion of  the  next  step  leading  to  them. 

"  'What  I  take  to  be  your  next  step  collectively,  I  tried  to  explain 
in  my  last  letter.  It  was  a  step  in  understanding.  My  present  letter  has 
the  same  intention,  because  no  one  can  give  himself  completely  to 


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obedience  or  to  anything  else  until  he  has  gained  a  good  understanding 
of  the  purpose  his  efforts  should  accomplish. 

"  'In  addition  to  the  many  other  purposes  of  obedience,  including 
the  all-important  help  it  provides  in  the  conquest  of  self-will, — must  be 
counted  practice  in  the  art  of  divination. 

"  'It  is  the  aim  of  the  disciple  to  express  the  Master's  will  in  all 
that  he  does, — in  his  silence  as  in  his  speech,  in  his  mind  and  heart  as  in 
his  outer  movements.  But  he  does  not  expect  a  special  revelation  of  that 
will,  whenever  he  desires  it  or  in  regard  to  each  duty  as  he  encounters  it. 
He  does  not  expect  detailed  instructions,  even  when  given  an  order  to 
work  for  certain  specified  ends.  As  between  Master  and  disciple,  it  is 
a  bad  and  not  a  good  sign  when  much  guidance  and  many  orders  need 
to  be  given. 

"  'The  disciple  has  learned  to  divine  the  Master's  will.  Intuitively, 
by  sympathy  and  by  thorough  grasp  of  the  principles  upon  which  the 
Master's  conduct  is  based,  the  disciple  acts  as  the  Master  wishes  him  to 
act,  with  greater  or  less  success  depending  upon  the  degree  of  his  inner 
attainment. 

"  'The  daily  life  of  mankind  is  a  graduated  infant  class  in  disciple- 
ship.  The  ordinary  relations  of  employer  and  employee  provide  constant 
opportunity,  springing  from  urgent  need  for  divination.  Self-interest 
compels  effort.  The  employee,  to  be  successful,  to  make  himself  "indis- 
pensable," must  learn  to  divine  the  wishes  of  his  employer.  On  the  one 
hand,  he  must  not  nag  him  for  instructions.  On  the  other  hand,  he 
must  not  assume  a  responsibility  and  an  authority  which  are  not  his,  and 
the  assumption  of  which  would  lay  him  open  to  the  question,  "Why  on 
earth  did  you  not  ask  me?"  He  must  become  self-reliant  without  being 
self-assertive.  He  must  not  push  himself  forward,  but  also  he  must  not 
be  negative  and  self-deprecatory.  Timidity,  supineness,  over-conscien- 
tiousness (scrupulosity)  are  hindrances  even  more  serious,  perhaps, 
than  arrogant  self-confidence,  effrontery,  and  an  obviously  reckless 
ambition. 

"  'The  discipline  which  is  forced  upon  the  employee,  who  in  most 
cases  is  unconscious  that  he  is  being  taught  and  who  learns  very,  very 
slowly,  is  inculcated  as  an  essential  feature  of  military  training.  This 
was  brought  out  admirably  in  a  recent  QUARTERLY  review  of  Marshal 
Foch's  Principles  of  War.  But  it  is  only  on  the  path  of  discipleship 
that  the  ultimate  purpose  of  such  discipline  is  made  clear.  In  religion — 
as  stated  in  my  previous  letter — the  aspirant  consciously  seeks  the  will 
of  the  Master  through  the  will  of  his  immediate  Superior.  He  has 
begun  to  realize  that  his  involuntary  self-seeking,  and,  in  general,  the 
veil  which  his  personality  and  lower  nature  interpose  between  himself 
and  the  Master,  make  it  almost  impossible  for  him  to  recognize  the 
Master's  will  where  his  own  desires  are  involved.  Unable,  therefore, 
in  the  very  nature  of  things,  to  jump  to  direct  obedience  to  the  Master. 
except  in  directions  which  are  free  from  the  attachments  of  self, — the 


ON   THE   SCREEN   OF   TIME  67 

aspirant  voluntarily  submits  his  own  will  and  judgment  to  an  authority 
which  he  accepts  as  indicative  of  the  Master's,  later,  as  his  understanding 
increases,  adopting  this  indication  or  sign-post  as  an  expression  in  itself 
of  what  the  Master  desires  him  to  accept  as  His  direct  message. 

"  'As  he  advances,  passing,  we  will  suppose,  from  the  exoteric  to  an 
association  truly  spiritual,  the  aspirant  finds  the  need  for  divination 
more  and  more  urgent.  He  has  learned  long  since,  we  must  assume,  to 
obey  the  letter  of  the  law.  He  has  learned  to  obey  gladly  and  promptly 
instead  of  grudgingly  or  resentfully.  He  has  learned  to  make  it  easy  for 
his  Superior  to  give  him  orders,  instead  of  making  it  a  most  unpleasant, 
thankless  task  which  his  Superior,  in  obedience  to  his  Superior,  must 
perform.  But  then,  just  because  he  has  advanced  and  has  come  into 
touch  at  last  with  spiritual  realities,  he  finds  himself  confronted  with  a 
world  of  paradox.  He  must  learn  that  to  obey  truly  he  may  have  to 
disobey.  He  must  learn  that  silence  may  be  more  expressive  than  speech 
and  may  convey  commands  far  more  imperative.  He  must  learn  to  obey 
in  the  solitude  of  his  own  room  as  readily  as  in  the  presence  of  his 
associates.  He  must  learn  that  though  his  Superior  be  on  the  other  side 
of  the  globe,  he  can  and  must  discover  the  Master's  will  through  uninter- 
rupted obedience  to  that  Superior.  All  that  the  employee  and  soldier 
have  learned,  he  must  know  by  instinct.  Divination,  for  him,  has 
become  the  art  of  arts  because  he  sees  it  as  perpetual  discovery  of  the 
Master,  and  because,  as  final  paradox,  the  further  he  advances  toward 
obedience,  the  further  obedience  will  recede  from  him.  That  which  he 
has  known  as  rule  or  as  explicit  statement,  he  must  now  recognize  as 
elusive  spirit  and  must  translate  for  himself  into  concrete  act,  making 
manifest  in  the  outer  world  the  divine  order  of  the  Master's  Kingdom.' " 

T. 


No  man  doth  safely  rule,  but  he  that  is  glad  to  be  ruled.    No  man  doth 
safely  rule,  but  he  that  hath  gladly  learned  to  obey. — THOMAS  A  KEMPIS. 


LETTERS  TO  STUDENTS 


November  6th,  1916 
DEAR 

.  .  .  It  will  be  a  great  satisfaction  and  happiness  to  me  to  do 
what  I  can  to  help  you,  and  I  hope  that  you  will  feel  perfectly  free  to 
ask  anything  you  choose,  either  verbally  or  by  letter,  about  your  Theo- 
sophic  studies  and  your  inner  life  in  connection  therewith. 

I  must  tell  you  frankly  that  my  ability  to  help  you  will  be  in  large 
measure  dependent  upon  the  freedom  and  frankness  of  our  relationship. 
That  is  in  your  hands  absolutely.  You  can  consult  me  as  much  or 
as  little  as  you  choose,  tell  me  as  much  or  as  little  as  you  feel  inclined. 
You  are  as  free  as  air,  and  under  no  obligation  so  far  as  I  am  con- 
cerned. I  simply  am  here  to  give  you  such  assistance  as  I  can  when 
you  desire  it.  ... 

I  am  at  your  service  and  you  have  my  sincerest  good  wishes. 

Yours  faithfully, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 


November  23rd,  1916 
DEAR 

I  much  appreciate  your  letter  and  the  kind  things  you  have  said. 

Your  Rules  are  admirable.  If  I  wanted  to  comment  on  them,  I 
should  say  that  some  of  them  leaned  to  the  side  of  being  too  general : 
for  instance,  "Appreciate  proportion,  seeing  things  in  their  true  value, 
their  relations  and  inter-relations."  There  is  no  doubt  that  we  must 
learn  to  see  things  in  their  proper  perspective;  but  how?  If  you 
consider  that  the  seeing  of  the  events  of  life  in  proper  perspective  is 
something  you  particularly  need,  as  very  well  may  be  the  case,  I  suggest 
that  you  go  a  step  further  than  making  this  ideal  a  rule.  How  can 
one  see  things  at  their  true  value? 

The  Master  alone  sees  everything  as  it  is.  All  we  can  hope  to  do 
is  to  learn  gradually  to  relate  everything  to  Him,  take  everything  to 
Him,  refer  everything  to  Him,  measure  everything  by  Him,  estimate 
everything  through  Him,  enjoy  everything  with  Him,  do  everything  for 
Him.  So  far  as  we  succeed,  so  far  will  all  events,  circumstances  and 
people  find  naturally  their  true  place  in  the  scheme  of  things,  and  we 
shall  see  their  true  value.  I  know  of  no  other  way. 

Again  you  write :  "Make  use  of  the  good  forces  surrounding  you." 
Surely.  But  what  are  these  forces?  Name  them.  Then  select  one  or 
two,  and  think  out  how  best  to  use  those.  Try  to  perfect  yourself  in 
that  for  a  few  weeks,  and  when  you  feel  that  you  are  doing  fairly  well, 
select  another  force  or  two  and  try  those. 

68 


LETTERS   TO    STUDENTS  69 

In  other  words,  holiness  consists  in  doing  little  things  perfectly, 
not  in  doing  perfect  things  a  little;  or,  to  put  it  differently,  saintliness 
consists  in  perfection  of  detail.  We  must  get  down  to  the  minutiae  of 
life  and  work  at  them.  It  does  not  seem  very  romantic, — until  we  try  it ! 

I  hope  you  will  not  consider  this  criticism;  it  is  not  so  meant. 
Please  let  me  know  whether  you  agree  with  me  and  whether  you  find 
this  type  of  suggestion  helpful.  I  must  learn  to  be  helpful,  you  see, 
and  you  must  help  me  learn. 

With  best  wishes,  I  am,  Sincerely, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 


April  llth,  1917 
DEAR 

Downtown  the  employee  I  value  most  highly  is  that  one  who  comes 
to  me  with  the  fewest  troubles,  for  it  means  that  he  is  competent  and 
is  doing  his  job.  It  is  even  more  true  in  occultism.  We  get  attention 
where  we  are  doing  badly,  and  need  to  be  set  straight.  This  reflection, 
which  is  obvious  enough,  arose  from  a  re-reading  of  your  letter  of 
March  15th.  I  do  not  find  anything  to  say  to  you,  not  because  your 
letter  was  inadequate,  but  because  it  was  so  satisfactory. 

Your  own  ideas  are  excellent,  and  what  I  would  suggest  is  your 
faithful  adherence  to  them  and  to  your  rules.  Perhaps  a  word  about 
results  will  not  be  amiss.  It  is  a  problem  I  have  to  meet  constantly 
in  my  work  downtown.  My  work  there  is  to  get  results — to  accom- 
plish things — to  make  dollars  grow  where  they  did  not  grow  before. 
How  reconcile  that  very  plain  duty  with  the  philosophical  axiom  that 
we  must  not  seek  for  results?  I  think  the  attitude  is  beautifully 
described  by  Martineau  who  said,  "The  hardness  of  our  task  lies  here: 
that  we  have  to  strive  against  the  grievous  things  of  life,  while  hope 
remains,  as  if  they  were  evil ;  and  then,  when  the  stroke  has  fallen,  to 
accept  them  from  the  hand  of  God,  and  doubt  not  they  are  good."  He 
goes  on  to  say  that  to  the  loving,  trusting  heart,  this  instant  change 
from  strained  will  to  complete  surrender,  is  realized  without  convulsion. 
You  see  that  goes  a  step  deeper  into  the  mysteries  of  life  than  the 
bald  statement  that  we  must  not  seek  for  results,  or  that  we  should 
leave  results  to  Him.  But  let  us  strive  with  all  our  power  to  gather 
a  beautiful  nosegay  of  flowers  to  give  Him,  and  if  we  can  find  only 
withered  leaves  and  faded  blossoms,  let  us  give  it  with  cheerful  hearts, 
conscious  that  we  have  done  our  best.  He  is  made  happy  by  the  love 
which  prompted  the  gift  rather  than  by  the  scent  and  sight  of  the  flowers. 

With  kind  regards, 

I  am,  Sincerely, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 


70  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

April  7th,  1918 
DEAR 

First  let  me  thank  you  for  the  Easter  card,  which  I  had  hoped  to 
have  a  chance  to  speak  of.  It  was  very  pretty  and  I  am  very  grateful. 
You  are  one  of  the  very  few  who  send  me  a  card  "all  for  me  alone." 

Needless  to  say  I  am  glad  you  are  back.  The  hard  time  you  have 
had  will  not  hurt.  Indeed,  as  we  look  back  over  our  life  we  see  more 
and  more  clearly  as  we  grow  old,  that  it  was  during  the  hard  times 
that  we  made  progress.  We  are  so  set  in  our  ways  and  habits;  so 
"confirmed  in  wickedness,"  that  it  takes  more  than  our  ordinary  environ- 
ment to  shake  us  out  of  what  is  often  really  a  spiritual  lethargy.  So 
long  as  life  treats  us  fairly  well,  we  are  apt  to  be  content  with  a 
mediocre  performance.  .  .  . 

With  best  wishes,  I  am, 

Sincerely  yours, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 

September  8th,  1918 
DEAR 

By  all  means  write  to  me  whenever  you  have  any  question  or 
problem  which  you  think  I  might  be  able  to  answer  or  help.  It  will 
be  a  great  pleasure  to  me  to  be  of  any  possible  service. 

I  was  glad  to  receive  your  letter  and  your  account  of  your  recent 
progress.  It  asks  no  questions,  and  I  have  nothing  in  mind  to  suggest 
to  you.  We  must  digest  our  knowledge,  by  living  it.  Nothing  else 
counts.  And  we  shall  get  more  knowledge  as  we  do  digest  that  already 
ours. 

Do  not  allow  yourself  to  get  into  a  rut.  There  are  thousands  of 
religious  who  stay  very  good  and  acceptable  religious,  but  who  never 
become  saints.  We  must  all  become  saints,  so  we  must  never  be  content 
with  ourselves,  or  with  things  as  they  are;  inner  things,  of  course. 

With  best  wishes,  I  am, 

Faithfully  yours, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 

November  10th,  1918 

DEAR 

There  are  so  many  questions  in  your  letter  that  I  am  returning  it 

so  as  to  avoid  having  to  repeat  all  the  questions,  which  I  have  numbered. 
********** 

6.  I  suggest  that  you  get  and  read  Father  Faber's  "Growth  in  Holi- 
ness," also  "The  Ascent  of  Mount  Carmel,"  by  St.  John  of  the  Cross, 
and  St.  Teresa's  "Autobiography."  You  can  probably  get  all  three  books 

from  the  library  at  ,  and  later  on,  buy,  so  as  to  own, 

those  you  specially  like. 


LETTERS   TO    STUDENTS  71 

7.  What  you  say  is  quite  true,  but  there  is  much  more  in  that 
statement  "The  mind  is  the  great  slayer  of  the  Real."  Think  a  moment. 
We  believe  in  a  spiritual  world:  we  believe  that  it  is  possible  to  com- 
municate with  that  world,  to  live  in  and  be  of  it,  although  in  incarnation 
in  this  world.  What  is  it  that  acts  as  a  barrier  and  that  makes  such 
conscious  communication  so  rare?  With  most  people  it  is  just  plain 
sensuality  and  coarseness,  but  above  this  category,  take  the  large  number 
of  really  good  people,  occupants  of  convents  and  monasteries,  clergy- 
men, etc.  Surely  you  see  that  it  is  their  minds,  their  pre-conceptions, 
their  self-imposed  limitations,  which,  in  large  measure,  act  as  the 
barrier. 

It  will  probably  be  so  with  you.  You  actually  will  be  able  to  "see 
and  hear"  long  before  you  will  believe  you  can;  and  until  you  believe 
you  can,  you  won't.  That  is  the  mind.  The  mind  is  essentially  evil, 
so  long  as  it  is  dominated  by  lower  nature,  just  as  it  is  essentially 
good  when  used  as  an  instrument  by  the  soul.  At  present  it  uses  us 
— we  do  not  use  it — much. 

You  cannot  write  to  me  too  often  so  long  as  you  have  real  questions 
to  ask:  as  you  had  in  this  last  letter. 

With  best  wishes,  I  am, 

Sincerely, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 


And  how  does  a  brother  become  thoughtful? 

He  acts,  O  mendicants,  in  full  presence  of  mind  whatever  he  may  do, 
in  going  out  and  coming  in,  in  looking  and  watching,  in  bending  in  his 
arm  or  stretching  it  forth,  in  wearing  his  robes  or  carrying  his  bowl,  in 
eating  and  drinking,  in  consuming  or  tasting,  in  walking  or  standing  or 
sitting,  in  sleeping  or  waking,  in  talking  or  in  being  silent. — BUDDHIST 
SUTTAS. 


Life,  Science,  and  Art,  translated  from  the  French  of  Ernest  Hello,  by  E.  M. 
Walker,  and  published  by  Washbourne  (Benziger  Brothers,  New  York),  cloth  50c., 
leather  $1.00,  is  a  book  that  every  student  of  Theosophy  would  enjoy.  It  is  brilliant. 
It  is  profound.  Hello  was  a  Roman  Catholic,  but  he  was  also  a  Frenchman,  and 
this  is  likely  to  mean,  as  it  meant  in  his  case,  that  his  Catholicism  was  universal 
and  that  he  considered  Rome,  if  at  all,  as  incidental. 

"I  have  tried  to  show  how  Life,  Science,  and  Art  are  three  mirrors,  each  of 
which  reflects  the  same  face," — namely,  the  face  of  God,  is  the  way  in  which 
Hello  describes  his  life's  effort.  This  little  book  is  made  up  of  chapters  from  his 
larger  works,  all  of  which  were  written  before  the  war.  The  following  quotation 
from  the  chapter  entitled  "Some  Considerations  on  Charity"  will  show  that  he 
anticipated  at  least  one  of  the  vital  misunderstandings  of  religion  which  are  preva- 
lent today.  He  says: 

"Now,  we  use  the  word  charity  as  a  weapon  against  Light,  every  time  when 
instead  of  crushing  error  we  parley  with  it,  under  pretext  of  consideration  for  the 
feelings  of  others.  We  employ  the  word  charity  as  a  weapon  against  Light,  every 
time  we  make  it  serve  as  an  excuse  for  relaxing  our  execration  of  evil.  As  a 
general  rule,  men  love  to  relax  their  efforts.  There  is  something  in  the  very  act 
of  faltering  which  is  pleasing  to  human  nature ;  and  besides,  the  absence  of  any 
horror  of  error,  evil,  sin,  and  the  devil,  becomes  a  plausible  excuse  for  the  evil 
there  is  in  us.  To  feel  less  detestation  of  evil  in  general  is  only  perhaps  a  way  of 
excusing  ourselves  for  the  particular  evil  we  cherish  in  our  own  soul." 

Writing  on  the  subject  of  "Indifference",  he  says: 

"...  what  plunges  me  in  a  stupefaction  absolutely  beyond  expression  is 
neutrality.  It  is  a  question  of  the  future  of  the  human  race,  and  of  the  eternal 
future  of  everything  in  the  universe  possessing  intelligence  and  freedom.  It  is 
certainly  and  of  necessity  a  question  of  you  yourself,  as,  indeed,  of  every  person 
and  every  thing.  Then,  unless  you  are  not  interested  in  yourself,  nor  in  anybody 
nor  anything,  it  is  certainly  and  of  necessity  a  question  of  an  interest  most  sacred 
to  you.  If  you  are  alive  at  all,  rouse  up  the  life  in  you.  Take  your  soul,  and  rush 
into  the  thick  of  the  fight.  Take  your  wishes,  your  thoughts,  your  prayers,  your 
love.  Catch  up  any  weapon  which  you  can  possibly  wield,  and  throw  yourself 
body  and  soul  into  the  struggle  where  everything  is  at  stake.  Placed  on  the  battle- 
field between  the  fire  of  those  who  love  and  the  fire  of  those  who  hate,  you  must 
lend  your  aid  to  one  or  the  other.  Make  no  mistake  about  it.  The  appeal  is  not 
to  men  in  general,  it  is  to  you  in  particular ;  for  all  the  moral,  mental,  physical,  and 
material  gifts  at  your  disposal  are  so  many  weapons  which  God  has  placed  in  your 
hands,  with  liberty  to  use  them  for  or  against  Him.  You  must  fight ;  you  are  forced 
to  fight.  You  can  only  choose  on  which  side."  T. 


The  Mystery  of  Gabriel,  by  Michael  Wood,  published  by  Messrs.  Longmans, 
Green  and  Co.  The  QUARTERLY  has  reviewed  the  three  preceding  volumes  of  this 
charming  authoress — for  we  still  insist  that  a  woman,  and  a  woman  alone,  could 
write  these  books.  The  last  is  not  so  well  written  as  either  The  House  of  Peace 

72 


REVIEWS  73 

or  The  Penitent  of  Brent.  It  is  a  series  of  pictures  in  the  life  of  a  waif  picked 
up  and  mothered  by  an  impersonal,  selfless,  vaguely  religious  girl,  whose  own 
parents  die  in  the  first  two  chapters.  The  mystery  is  Gabriel's  enigmatic  character, 
the  result  of  his  own  self-contained  and  repressed  nature  working  on  the  inevitable 
suspicions  of  outsiders  as  to  his  heredity.  As  he  matures,  an  evil  force  or  diabolic 
influence  makes  itself  more  and  more  manifest  in  him,  poisoning  his  relations 
with  schoolmates,  friends,  and  companions. 

Finally  Gabriel  goes  to  Brent — the  religious  centre  directed  by  Father  Standish. 
At  Brent,  Gabriel  meets  our  old  acquaintances  of  the  former  volumes — and  the 
re-acquaintance  is  a  pleasure  unspoiled  by  changes.  One  of  these,  Jesse  Cameron, 
inspires  Gabriel's  trust  and  confidence,  and  when  the  final  struggle  between  the 
latent  devils  of  his  lower  nature,  and  his  real  Self  takes  place,  it  is  the  influence 
of  Jesse — supplemented  by  the  intercessory  prayer  of  an  entire  stranger — that 
prevents  his  murdering  Father  Standish  while  sleeping. 

The  plot  is  negligible;  and  even  the  thread  of  the  story  is  broken  by  leaps  in 
time  that  follow  one  another  with  startling  rapidity.  The  actual  construction  of 
the  book  is  barely  passable, — it  lacks  workmanship. 

Yet,  withal,  there  is  the  same  simple  reliance  on  the  spiritual  world  as  the 
mainspring  of  action  in  this  world, — which  is  always  refreshing.  How  many 
novels  even  attempt  to  take  their  stand  in  the  real  world?  It  is  this  point  of 
view  which  marks  Michael  Wood's  books ;  and  however  extravagant  the  story, 
there  is  a  compensating  air  of  reality  about  them  which  is  hard  to  shake  off. 
Father  Standish,  as  usual,  gives  some  eminently  sound  spiritual  advice,  and  the 
book  incidentally  contains  many  quotable  maxims  of  spiritual  common  sense. 

There  are  only  occasional  bits  of  lyrical  writing;  too  few,  judging  by  what 
the  authoress  has  done  in  earlier  volumes.  We  should  like  to  see  Michael  Wood 
turn  her  gifts  to  some  war  experiences,  viewed,  as  said,  from  the  inner  causal 
world  of  prayer  and  Divine  companionship.  A.  G. 

Letters  to  Louise,  by  Jean  Delaire,  published  by  The  Dharma  Press.  The 
trouble  with  most  books  aiming  to  treat  of  occultism  in  the  form  of  fiction  is 
that  they  spoil  two  recognized  genres  and  fail  to  create  a  third.  It  is  the  trouble 
with  this  book.  It  embodies  a  fair  enough  resume  of  occult  religious  philosophy, 
such  as  may  easily  be  found  in  pamphlet  form  by  students  of  Theosophy,  and 
would  much  better  be  taken  in  that  form,  rather  than  mixed  up  with  a  wild 
welter  of  hysteria,  megalomania  and  experimental  love  affairs.  In  the  January 
number  of  the  QUARTERLY  Mr.  Griscom  spoke  of  Du  Maurier's  "Peter  Ibbetson" 
as  one  of  the  most  interesting  of  the  occult  novels ;  and  as  usual  he  was  right. 
"Peter  Ibbetson"  has  what  most  of  them  lack,  what  this  one  lacks, — distinction, 
charm,  humor,  and  above  all,  the  narrator's  gift,  a  thing  so  desirable  in  those 
who  will  to  narrate.  It  is  furthermore  a  real  love  story,  with  occult  implications, 
instead  of  a  treatise  with  Family  Herald  trimmings. 

By  a  law  of  compensation  it  is  generally  possible  to  extract  some  delight 
from  an  absolutely  humorless  book.  The  writer  of  this  review  would  hesitate 
to  declare  that  things  can  or  cannot  be,  but  some  of  them  are  certainly  hard  to 
believe,  and  one  is  the  mysterious  speed  and  certainty  with  which  people  in  occult 
novels  make  their  occult  recognitions.  With  no  previous  training  in  these  mys- 
teries, someone  (usually  the  heroine),  with  instant  and  unerring  precision, 
recognizes  someone  (usually  the  most  important  person  in  sight)  as  inalienably 
her  own  by  right  of  some  claim  established  thousands  of  years  ago  in  Babylon, 
or  Memphis,  or  Ninevah,  or  wherever.  If  this  personage  stands  to  the  lady  in 
any  position  of  guide  or  teacher,  if  she  can  call  him  her  "Guru"  (she  will  anyhow), 
his  fate  is  sealed.  Taking  for  her  motto, 

"If  I  can   wheedle  a  knife  or  a  needle, 
Why  not  a  silver  churn?" 


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she  drops  her  lawful  husband  and,  turning  to  the  hero  with  "I  think  we  have 
met  before,"  springs  the  Babylonian  theory  on  him.  Let  us  hasten  to  add  that 
this  particular  book  ends  decorously.  The  hero  in  this  case  had  learned  a  few 
things  in  Babylon, — among  them  that  the  duty  of  another  is  full  of  danger. 
The  lady  returns  to  domesticity  and  that  solace  of  the  strayed  theosophist — a 
tepid  socialism.  S. 

The  Gate  of  Remembrance,  by  F.  B.  Bond,  an  architect  of  prominence; 
published  by  Blackwell  in  Oxford,  and  by  Messrs.  Longmans,  Green  and  Co.  The 
subtitle  reads  "The  story  of  the  psychological  experiment  which  resulted  in  the 
discovery  of  the  Edgar  Chapel  at  Glastonbury" — which  sufficiently  outlines  the 
book.  It  is  a  record  of  excavations  made  among  the  ruins  of  Glastonbury  Abbey 
on  the  precise  information  received  through  the  automatic  writings  of  the  co- 
worker  of  Mr.  Bond,  Mr.  John  Alleyne.  Both  men  were  friends  of  Mr.  Everard 
Fielding,  Secretary  of  the  Society  for  Psychical  Research,  of  which  Mr.  Bond 
was  also  a  member.  Mr.  Alleyne  sought  through  his  automatism  to  obtain 
information  from  the  spirit  world  about  the  "lost"  Edgar  Chapel,  vague  and 
conflicting  records  of  which  existed  in  various  sixteenth  to  nineteenth  century 
accounts.  The  reliability  and  validity  of  the  writings  as  reproduced  in  the  book, 
together  with  the  dates  when  received,  are  attested  to  the  satisfaction  of  the 
Secretary  of  the  S.  P.  R.,  while  a  note  by  Sir  William  Barrett,  F.  R.  S., 
further  testifies  "to  the  genuineness  of  the  whole  narrative." 

The  book,  therefore,  has  two  decided  interests, — the  first,  as  an  experiment  in 
spiritualistic  mediumship  through  automatic  writing;  and  the  second,  as  to  the 
actual  increase  of  our  knowledge  about  Glastonbury  Abbey.  For  the  latter,  suffice 
it  to  say  that  the  actual  remains  of  the  Edgar  Chapel  have  been  recovered,  with 
evidence  sufficient  to  prove  its  size,  shape,  and  fairly  complete  architectural  details 
of  interior  construction.  A  certain  light  has  also  been  thrown  on  the  "obscure 
problem  of  the  Loretto  Chapel,"  foundations  for  some  such  structure  being  found 
in  an  entirely  different  place  than  that  usually  assigned  to  it.  In  each  case,  the 
psychic  information  obtained  as  to  the  exact  location,  size,  and  structure  of  the 
Chapels  was  at  variance  with  the  best  guesses  of  architects  attempting  to  recon- 
struct the  old  buildings  from  the  scanty  descriptions  handed  down,  and  from 
the  still  more  scanty  visible  remains.  The  material  assistance  of  Mr.  Alleyne's 
automatism,  therefore,  cannot  be  gainsaid.  The  Edgar  Chapel  has  been  laid  bare, 
and  its  proportions  and  architectural  detail,  as  far  as  may  be  known,  even  to 
the  colour  of  the  glass — "Et  vitrea  azurea," — and  window-glass  of  azure, — many 
fragments  of  which  were  found.  A  difficult,  and  hitherto  unsolved  archeological 
problem  has  been  solved  by  this  means;  without  question  primarily  due  to  the 
precise  directions  received  through  automatic  writing. 

The  success  of  Mr.  Bond  and  Mr.  Alleyne  seems,  therefore,  to  be  established. 
As  to  the  actual  light  thrown  on  psychical  phenomena  and  the  raison  d'etre  of 
automatic  writing,  and  as  to  whether  there  is  any  likelihood  of  further  similar 
experiments  being  successfully  performed, — these  are  other  questions. 

Certain  facts  stand  out.  Neither  Mr.  Bond  nor  Mr.  Alleyne  "favoured  the 
ordinary  spiritualistic  hypothesis  which  would  see  in  these  phenomena  the  action 
of  discarnate  intelligences  from  the  outside  upon  the  physical  or  nervous  organi- 
sation of  the  sitters."  They  believe,  with  sufficient  vagueness  to  be  sure,  that 
"the  embodied  consciousness  of  every  individual  is  but  a  part,  and  a  fragmentary 
part,  of  a  transcendent  whole,  and  that  within  the  mind  of  each  there  is  a  door 
through  which  Reality  may  enter  as  Idea — Idea  presupposing  a  greater,  even  a 
cosmic  Memory,  conscious  or  unconscious,  active  or  latent,  and  embracing  not 
only  all  individual  experience  and  revivifying  forgotten  pages  of  life,  but  also 
Idea  involving  yet  wider  fields,  transcending  the  ordinary  limits  of  time,  space, 
and  personality." 


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In  other  words,  Mr.  Bond  has  a  vision  of  man's  finite  mind  reaching  out 
and  up  to  the  spiritual  unity  of  an  infinite  spiritual  universe.  And  this  vision 
is  all  very  well.  But  such  exalted  ideas  and  words  seem  to  have  little  to  do 
with  the  actual  experiment  in  hand,  which  was  a  very  definite,  limited,  personal 
affair.  Instead  of  reaching  up  to  the  spiritual  world  of  Buddhi-Manas,  as  his 
theories  would  suggest,  he  quite  clearly  reached  no  higher  than  the  reflection  of 
that  world — Kama  Manas — the  astral.  The  communications  he  received  have 
several  quite  individualistic  touches,  and  in  themselves  purport  to  be  the  efforts 
of  certain  clearly  defined  personalities  to  convey  the  desired  information.  Names 
and  dates  are  specifically  given.  "Johannes  De  Glaston,"  "Reginaldus  qui  obiit 
1214,"  "Beere,  Abbas" — the  last  the  name  of  him  who  built  the  Edgar  Chapel — 
"Robert.  Anno  1334.  Glaston"  are  some  of  the  signatures  to  characteristic 
scripts.  And  these  scripts  are  one  and  all  typical  products  of  the  astral  light, 
queer  mixtures  of  the  definite  and  precise  with  vague,  meaningless  generalities. 
The  language  is  a  very  curious  and  apparently  senseless  mixture  of  vulgar  Latin, 
ecclesiastical  Latin,  old  English  of  differing  periods,  and  quite  modern  English. 
One  of  the  "spirits" — or  Kamalokic  spooks  as  it  may  be  suspected  they  were — 
understands  quite  clearly  what  he  himself  is.  He  writes :  "Why  cling  I  to  that 
which  is  not?  It  is  I,  and  it  is  not  I,  butt  parte  of  me  which  dwelleth  in  the 
past  and  is  bound  to  that  whych  my  carnal  soul  loved  and  called  'home'  these 
many  years.  Yet  I,  Johannes,  amm  of  many  partes,  and  ye  better  parte  doeth 
other  things — Laus,  Laus  Deo ! — only  that  part  which  remembreth  clingeth  like 
memory  to  what  it  seeth  yet."  In  other  words,  the  soul  of  this  cheery,  com- 
panionable old  monk  has  gone  on — Laus  Deo! — and  his  carnal  parts  cling  "like 
memory"  to  the  scenes  of  his  incarnate  life,  willing  and  eager  to  talk  of  himself 
and  his  loved  Abbey  to  any  interested  medium.  To  call  such  an  expression 
a  part  of  one's  own  consciousness  rather  than  that  of  some  "discarnate  intelli- 
gence," and  to  think  that  one  is  in  touch  within  oneself  with  a  "cosmic  Memory 
.  .  .  transcending  the  ordinary  limits  of  time,  space,  and  personality"  is  to 
theorize  without  regard  to  the  facts  in  hand.  We  might  ask  why  the  medium  did 
not  get  into  rapport  with  the  "better  parte"  of  Johannes,  instead  of  merely  his 
memory,  inhabiting  Kama-loka. 

Moreover,  we  shall  do  well  to  remember  that  however  verified  in  detail  these 
communications  may  have  been,  spiritual  knowledge,  intuition  "with  certainty," 
accurate  memory  of  the  past,  do  not  come  through  ouija-boards,  automatism,  and 
practically  involuntary  mediumship.  We  would  not  wish  to  be,  and  we  are  not, 
dependent  upon  such  methods  for  sure  and  certain,  nay,  absolutely  scientific 
knowledge  about  the  past.  There  is  an  absolute  spiritual  world  of  Truth  and 
Fact,  which  includes  what  our  limited  minds  describe  as  memory.  And  there 
are  also  the  reflections  of  this  world;  the  crudest  and  most  material  being  our 
physical  world,  and  next  above  that,  more  mobile  and  lucent,  the  astral  or  psychic 
world, — more  mobile  and  penetrable  as  water  is  to  earth,  but  still  limited.  Sight 
and  entrance  into  certain  reaches  of  this  psychic  world  are  not  given  to  many 
men  in  our  generation.  And  to  those  to  whom  this  is  possible,  the  greatest  care 
is  necessary  to  distinguish  between  the  water  itself  and  what  it  contains,  the 
reflection  of  the  sky  above,  and  the  added  reflection  of  him  who  gazes.  All  three 
things  are  seen  inter-penetrating  in  the  one  field  of  vision ;  and  may  become  a 
source  of  confusion  and  error. 

Mr.  Bond  has  tested  certain  of  the  messages  by  actual  digging  in  the  earth, 
and  in  so  far  he  proved  that  the  psychic  reflections  he  and  Mr.  Alleyne  obtained 
were  valid  and  undistorted.  But  it  should  not  be  overlooked  that  many  sittings 
contained  no  relevant  matter  whatsoever,  and  even  manifested  a  pernicious  and 
dangerous  tendency  to  concern  themselves  with  the  defence  of  Germany  and  the 
Germans — a  tendency  of  which  there  have  been  many  instances  in  recent  psychic 
communications  in  England  and  America.  This  fact  should  serve  as  a  reminder 


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that  the  psychic  world  is  not  per  se  good  and  wise  simply  because  it  is  less 
limited  than  our  every-day  world,  but  that  it  is  after  all  our  world  disencumbered 
of  a  certain  dead  weight  of  matter,  and  must  be  considered  as  such. 

Mr.  Bond's  is  an  exceedingly  interesting  and  practically  tested  attempt  to 
reconstruct  Glastonbury,  as  was  Donnelly's  attempt  to  reconstruct  Atlantis.  But 
in  this  instance,  it  would  be  a  mistake,  we  feel,  to  think  that  the  automatic 
writings  here  recorded  come  from  "a  more  contemplative  element  in  the  mind." 
They  are  too  much  "the  mere  brain-record,  the  husk,  the  mechanism"  of  the 
memories  of  past  personalities — "scattered  as  the  chaff,  shaken  off  as  a  discarded 
coat,"  and  picked  up  by  Mr.  Alleyne.  Glastonbury  has  more  to  give  than  stone 
walls  and  human  memories.  A.  G. 


So  long  as  the  brethren  shall  exercise  themselves  in  this  sevenfold 
higher  wisdom,  that  is  to  say,  in  mental  activity,  search  after  truth,  energy, 
joy,  peace,  earnest  contemplation,  and  equanimity  of  mind,  so  long  may 
the  brethren  be  expected  not  to  decline,  but  to  prosper. — BUDDHIST 

SUTTAS. 


And  in  the  same  way,  Vasettha,  there  are  these  five  hindrances,  in 
the  Discipline  of  the  Noble  One,  which  are  called  "veils"  and  are  called 
"hindrances,"  and  are  called  "obstacles,"  and  are  called  "entanglements." 

Which  are  the  five? 

The  hindrance  of  lustful  desire: 

The  hindrance  of  malice: 

The  hindrance  of  sloth  and  idleness: 

The  hindrance  of  pride   and  self -righteousness: 

The  hindrance  of  doubt. 

— BUDDHIST  SUTTAS. 


[In  view  of  the  widespread  misunderstandings  of  Brotherhood  and  its  relation 
to  Socialism  and  of  the  present  importance  of  the  subject,  the  following  question 
and  answer  is  reprinted  from  the  QUARTERLY  of  January,  1909.] 

QUESTION. — I  am  unable  to  understand  why  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 
takes  the  attitude  it  does  toward  Socialism.  I  am  not  a  Socialist,  though  I  am 
acquainted  with  many  who  so  call  themselves;  but  Socialism  is  a  Brotherhood, 
and  works  specifically  for  the  helping  and  uplifting  of  Humanity.  Why  then 
is  not  Theosophy,  which  has  the  same  fundamental  objects,  in  sympathy  with 
it?  Surely  it  cannot  be  because  of  different  views  regarding  economic  adjust- 
ments, as  such  details  zvould  hardly  seem  to  come  ivithin  the  general  scope  of 
Theosophic  teaching  and  practice.  I  would  be  glad  of  some  definite  points. 

P.  K.  S. 

ANSWER. — The  Editor  of  the  QUARTERLY  has  sent  this  question  to  me  for  reply, 
knowing  that  I  am  in  so  sense  a  Socialist,  but  that  I  have  been  for  many  years 
a  close  student  of  it  from  various  points  of  view.  It  is  a  large  and  complicated 
subject — an  incoherent  subject  in  its  present  stage  of  indefinite  ideals  and  diverse 
conclusions  and  opinions — and  therefore  one  hardly  to  be  dealt  with  in  the 
contracted  space  of  the  "Questions  and  Answers."  I  should  think,  furthermore, 
that  so  far  as  essential  points  are  concerned,  the  querent  might  have  found  many 
of  these  in  the  various  articles  on  the  subject  which  have  appeared  in  this  journal 
from  time  to  time,  and  to  which  reference  is  made.  I  may,  however,  offer 
certain  suggestions  which  to  my  mind  are  pertinent,  and  afford  no  escape  from 
the  conclusion  that  the  two  view-points — Theosophy  and  Socialism — are,  and 
always  must  be,  diametrically  opposed. 

First,  on  this  matter  of  Brotherhood.  Here  Socialism  builds  a  fence  and 
says  all  who  are  within  it  are  Brothers ;  all  without,  unless  or  until  they  can  be 
brought  within  its  limits,  are  enemies  or  at  least  outsiders.  (Of  course  I  do 
not  speak  of  the  bitter  or  aggressive  forms  of  Socialism,  as  these  could  hardly 
enter  into  our  discussion.)  This  is  an  immediate  recognition  of  sect  or  caste 
or  creed;  call  it  what  you  will,  the  idea  is  the  same.  Theosophy  says  all  men  are 
Brothers,  regardless  of  race  or  sect  or  creed,  or  color,  or  any  other  distinction ; 
regardless  of  their  goodness  or  evil;  regardless  of  their  recognition  of  the  fact  or 
their  opposition  to  it;  regardless  of  whether  they  are  friends  of  society,  or 
enemies  of  it.  For  this  Brotherhood  is  not  an  organization,  nor  can  it  consist 
in  organization,  no  matter  how  widespread  or  broad,  but  is  in  itself  a  fundamental 
fact  in  Nature,  the  oneness  or  identity  of  all  souls  with  the  Oversoul.  This 
oneness  of  soul  may  and  does  co-exist  with  the  utmost  divergence  of  mind  and 
emotion.  Therefore  Theosophy  says  that  for  the  realization  of  this  Brotherhood, 
man  must  become  a  more  spiritual  being,  must  grow  into  closer  contact  with  the 
soul  where  this  condition  perpetually  obtains,  and  that  all  which  makes  man 
more  spiritual  makes  of  necessity  for  Brotherhood,  and  all  which  tends  to  make 
him  more  material,  makes  against  it.  S'o  much  for  theory — the  briefest  possible 
indication,  but  careful  study  will  demonstrate  more  and  more  the  fundamental 
cleavage  in  the  two  conceptions.  Then  as  to  practice.  Theosophy  holds  that 

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Socialism  makes  not  for  but  against  Brotherhood  in  that  it  makes  for  material, 
not  for  spiritual  aims.  Theosophy  holds  that  man  makes  environment,  not 
environment  the  man,  since  the  soul  under  propulsion  of  wisely  directed  Divine 
Law,  is  pushing  forever  and  ceaselessly  upward  and  outward.  Theosophy  holds 
that  it  is  our  inestimable  privilege  to  aid  this  process;  first  by  recognition  of  it; 
second  by  rigid  self-purification  ("take  first  the  beam  from  thine  own  eye,  then 
shalt  thou  see  clearly  to  take  the  mote  from  thy  brother's  eye"),  and  third  by 
removing  as  far  as  possible  all  which  impedes  the  full  action  of  this  Divine  Law 
in  the  Universe.  In  many  a  detail  it  could  here  join  hands  with  Socialism  in 
special  acts  of  reform,  but  it  sees,  and  sees  clearly,  that  Socialism's  material 
attitude  towards  reform  is  a  far  greater  bar  to  genuine  progress  than  the  matters 
it  seeks  to  redress;  and,  therefore,  as  turning  men's  minds  towards  the  body  and 
away  from  the  soul,  Socialism  constitutes  a  barrier  in  itself  to  advance,  as  largely 
representative  of  the  ignorance  and  blindness  of  the  mind  absorbed  in  matter, 
to  its  true  and  enduring  interest. 

The  ethics  of  Socialism  preclude  belief  in  the  immortality  of  the  soul.  I 
know  that  this  has  been  and  will  be  vehemently  denied;  nevertheless  those  to 
whom  the  immortality  of  the  soul  is  not  an  accepted  theory  but  a  living  fact, 
can  read  my  meaning.  "According  to  your  faith  be  it  done  unto  you,"  said  the 
Master.  We  need  then  above  all  things  to  widen  and  deepen  our  faith.  In 
these  days  faith  is  being  wonderfully  broadened,  but  with  a  tendency  to  become 
shallower;  the  amount  often  being  no  greater,  but  merely  distributed  differently. 
Theosophy  rests  upon  the  soul  and  the  soul  alone.  In  its  teaching  the  body  is  a 
shadow  that  comes  and  goes  according  as  the  Light  is  placed.  That  which  causes 
the  shadow  therefore  is  its  concern — the  Light  and  that  which  stands  before  it. 

D.  R.  T. 

QUESTION  No.  232.— Will  you  please  express  in  other  terms  these  words  from 
"Light  on  the  Path":  "The  oscillation  in  which  he  lives  is  for  an  instant  stilled; 
and  he  has  to  survive  the  shock  of  facing  what  seems  to  him  at  first  sight  as  the 
abyss  of  nothingness.  Not  till  he  has  learned  to  dwell  in  this  abyss  and  has  found 
its  peace,  is  it  possible  for  his  eyes  to  become  incapable  of  tears." 

ANSWER. — The  oscillations  are  the  changing  phases  of  the  brain  mind,  and  its 
appreciations  of  sensations,  physical,  psychic  and  mental.  It  means  the  activities 
of  the  personal  self.  When  the  man  has  silenced  and  stilled  these,  there  is  the 
shock  of  facing  what  appears  to  be  the  negation  of  all  that  has  been  his  life  and 
purpose  in  life.  Much  of  this  is  expressed  better  than  I  can  translate  it  in 
Through  the  Gates  of  Gold.  When  the  personal  self  is  stilled  a  higher  life  opens 
out,  for  man  can  live  in  the  eternal  in  place  of  in  the  personal,  the  evanescent,  and 
the  perishable;  and  when  the  personal  motives  of  that  self  are  stilled,  the  eyes  are 
incapable  of  tears  of  regret  and  self-pity.  A.  K. 

ANSWER. — Light  on  the  Path  says :  "These  rules  are  written  for  all 
disciples:  Attend  you  to  them."  Therefore  we  may  learn  from  this  little  book 
and  its  rules,  what  disciples  and  discipleship  are  like,  what  they  mean;  and 
how,  if  we  "attend,"  give  our  attention  to  them — not  merely  sliding  over  them 
with  the  surface  apprehension  of  the  mind — we  may  in  time  become  ourselves 
disciples.  For  discipleship  is  a  way,  a  path :  hence  we  can  only  learn  to  know  it 
and  to  become  familiar  with  it  by  treading  it  We  must  study  the  rules,  but 
only  can  we  get  the  heart  of  them  by  experimenting  with  them,  by  living  by  them. 
A  road  may  be  described  to  us  many  times,  we  may  even  see  photographs  of  it, 
yet  every  one  who  has  had  the  experience — a  very  common  one  indeed — has 
discovered  how  much  the  reality,  when  we  travel  it,  varies  from  our  understanding 
based  on  picture  and  word.  This  initial  explanation  and  warning  is  requisite  that 
we  may  not  have  too  fixed  notions  as  the  result  of  intellectual  consideration* 


QUESTIONS   AND   ANSWERS  79 

merely,  as  these,  until  checked  or  modified  by  experience,  are  always  distorted 
and  inaccurate. 

What  then,  first,  do  we  mean  by  the  word  disciple,  when  we  say  these  rules 
are  for  him?  Among  the  great  Brothers  of  the  Lodge,  that  man  is  counted  a 
disciple  in  full  fact,  when  the  inner  consciousness  and  the  outer  consciousness 
have  become  one, — when,  in  other  terms,  the  man  is  conscious  of  his  discipleship, 
not  merely  wondering  about  it,  or  longing  for  it;  when  his  sense  of  belonging 
to  a  Master,  and  the  loving  determination  to  follow  and  serve  that  Master, 
to  the  death  if  need  be,  has  become  the  one  all-absorbing  desire  and  intention  of 
his  life.  He  may  not  know  even  who  that  Master  is :  he  may  only  feel  him 
there  in  the  inner  world :  but  that  feeling  is  so  intense  and  awakens  such  devotion 
and  longing,  that  every  other  interest  pales  into  insignificance  beside  it. 

You  can  see  from  this  that  the  actual  knowledge  may  be  slight,  but  the  feeling 
cannot  be  slight  for  the  man  to  be  counted  a  disciple  in  this  technical  sense. 
Recognition  there  may  not  be,  understanding  there  may  not  be,  but  an  intensity 
of  feeling,  a  desire  that  will  not,  that  cannot  be  denied,  must  exist, — a  hunger 
and  a  thirst  that  give  no  rest  day  or  night,  based  on  an  unalterable  conviction 
that  the  object  of  desire  is  there,  to  be  found,  to  be  attained,  and  that  no  price 
is  too  high  to  pay  for  it.  When  the  man  in  his  personality  feels  in  this  manner, 
then  that  man  is  reckoned  a  disciple,  whatever  his  limitations  may  be,  at  what- 
ever point  in  evolution  he  may  stand  in  regard  to  the  acquirement  of  "powers," 
to  whatever  grade  or  class  of  discipleship  he  might  have  to  be  assigned. 

Approaching  the  study  of  Light  on  the  Path  in  such  a  condition,  we  see  easily 
the  intensity  of  his  application  to  its  rules,  and  can  guess  somewhat  of  the  light 
which  the  white  heat  of  his  desire  would  shed  upon  them.  Let  us  try,  so 
far  as  intellectually  we  are  able,  to  see  by  this  light.  "Before  the  eyes  can  see 
they  must  be  incapable  of  tears"; — before  the  man,  as  man,  as  personality,  as  an 
individual  engaged  in  the  common  affairs  of  life,  as  a  man  looking  out  intelligently 
upon  the  city  street  or  the  country  lanes  or  into  the  faces  of  his  acquaintances, 
can  at  the  same  time  look  into  the  inner  world,  not  in  a  vision  or  an  ecstasy, 
but  quite  simply  and  directly,  as  easily  as  he  turns  his  head  and  looks  out  of 
the  window, — before  the  man  can  do  this,  his  ordinary  eyes  (perceptive  powers), 
must  be  incapable  of  weeping  over  the  illusions  of  outer  events.  This  does  not 
mean  that  he  will  never  have  tears  in  the  eyes  of  his  soul, — Ah!  no:  hot,  bitter 
tears  there  often.  But  what  is  the  difference?  Well,  something  like  this.  If 
he  meet  with  pain  or  misfortune  or  grief,  he  will  not  see  much  to  distress 
him  in  that,  so  be  the  cause  is  exterior.  If  a  brother  disciple  be  in  trouble,  there 
is  much  to  distress  him.  But  if  the  Master  be  in  trouble,  if  his  ,work  be  endan- 
gered, then  there  is  deepest  distress — a  distress  that  turns  his  will  to  steel, 
that  solidifies  every  determination,  that  fills  him  with  strength  and  courage, — 
an  heroic  ardour  to  dare  all  and  give  all  and  suffer  all.  If  through  his  own 
fault  the  trouble  has  arisen,  if  the  traitors  in  his  own  breast  have  betrayed  him, 
or  momentary  inattention  has  missed  a  coveted  opportunity  of  service,  perhaps 
thrown  added  work  upon  his  Master,  are  there  not  tears  then  in  the  eyes  of 
his  soul?  But  such  tears  are  these  as  men  shed  in  the  sternness  of  a  great 
resolve  or  the  exultation  of  a  great  sacrifice.  And  so  on  through  all  those 
initial  rules.  They  could  be  elaborated  endlessly,  since  every  phase  of  human 
experience  that  has  ever  been  or  shall  ever  be,  in  the  eternal  passing  from  this 
plane  of  consciousness  to  that  other,  is  contained  in  them.  That  of  course  which 
pushes  the  man  forward  is  the  intensity  of  his  desire — the  ceaseless  gnawing  of 
his  hunger,  his  fixed  determination  to  reach  his  Master,  known  or  unknown. 
And  because  of  that,  he  goes  on  only  half  conscious  of  what  he  is  doing,  so 
fixed  is  his  intent  upon  his  goal.  But  there  are  two  factors  to  be  considered  here, 
closely  mterblended.  One  is  that  the  man  must  be  conscious  of  what  he  is  doing. 
The  Law  cannot  allow  him  to  commit  himself  in  the  dark.  He  must  face  the 


80  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

situation  and  make  his  decision  with  realization  of  what  he  is  doing.  He  is 
not  to  make  his  supreme  sacrifice,  to  lay  down  once  and  for  ever  his  ordinary  life 
and  consciousness,  under  the  influence  of  narcotics  or  of  stimulants.  His  sacrifice 
is  to  be  made  calmly,  deliberately,  with  fullest  sense  that  it  is  a  sacrifice. 

And  so  for  "an  instant"  every  process  that  has  been  going  on  in  him  is 
stilled.  His  enthusiasm  is  gone,  his  vision  is  gone,  his  courage  goes  with  them, 
and  his  faith.  And  all  sense  of  his  Master  goes  also,  for  with  that  he  would 
have  everything.  His  Master  demands  this — here  we  have  the  second  factor. 
It  is  the  divine  jealousy  of  spiritual  love  that  will  have  all  or  nothing.  Each 
Master  represents  the  great  'Lodge,  the  Law.  He  is  custodian  of  these  for  his 
Ray;  and  it  is  a  necessity  of  his  very  being  that  he  shall  be  immaculately  true 
to  his  trust.  So  the  whole  heart  and  nature  must  be  given,  nothing  held  back 
anywhere,  by  the  disciple.  This  utter  loss  and  desolation  is  well  named  the 
"abyss  of  nothingness,"  for  to  the  disciple's  consciousness  there  is  nothing  that 
remains,  no  hope,  no  life,  no  heaven.  If  he  has  lived  and  worked  intelligently 
up  to  this  point,  however,  one  thing  he  has, — the  sense  of  his  own  existence, 
which  his  very  pain  proves  to  him.  And  holding  on  to  that,  he  can  steady  his 
will,  on  which  at  this  supreme  moment  his  salvation  depends.  If  in  past  days 
his  love  has  tempered  his  will  to  that  of  his  Master,  he  will  now  be  able  to 
hold  on, — all  that  is  necessary.  For  as  he  holds  on,  doggedly  determined  in  his 
anguish  not  to  relinquish  his  grip,  a  peace  comes  over  him,  and  in  that  peace 
he  falls  asleep.  When  he  wakes  it  is  to  a  new  heaven  and  a  new  earth,  to  the 
comprehension  of  a  fuller  life,  and  a  love  which  obliterates  all  doubt  and  fear. 
This  experience  may  be  of  brief  duration,  or  it  may  take  a  long  period  of  time. 
Love  is  the  cause  of  it,  love  determines  its  length  and  intensity,  love  is  its 
complete  and  all  sufficient  reward.  CAV£. 

QUESTION  No.  233. — It  has  been  said  that  the  Masters  are  ever  ready  to  under- 
take the  liberation  of  the  individual.  Have  the  Huns  reached  the  point  where 
there  is  no  liberation  possible?  Is  there  such  a  point? 

ANSWER. — If  a  man  were  to  pursue  his  own  will  and  pleasure,  in  defiance  of 
the  laws  of  right,  he  would  become  an  ogre  of  crime  and  bestiality,  as  the  Hun 
has  become.  He  arrives  finally  in  the  gutter.  When  he  has  had  his  fill  of  that, 
and  of  the  suffering  which  the  gutter  inflicts  upon  him,  he  may  turn  in  desperation 
and  disgust,  away  from  his  own  will  to  whatever  will  he  recognizes  as  wiser 
and  better  than  his  own.  In  any  case,  he  is  given  an  opportunity  to  repent,  to 
turn,  to  be  "converted."  In  many  cases  the  opportunity  is  thrown  away,  and 
the  man  dies  in  the  hell  which  he  has  made  for  himself.  It  may  be  that  the 
Hun  will  continue  to  reject  his  opportunity,  as  he  is  now  doing.  However  that 
may  be,  there  is  an  exact  correspondence  between  the  individual  and  the  nation. 

H. 

ANSWER. — The  liberation  of  the  individual  is  the  essence  of  the  matter.  I 
think  with  the  suffering  comes  the  opportunity  of  gaining  knowledge  and  libera- 
tion, as  well  as  the  acquisition  of  qualities  which  may  keep  the  individual  free.  The 
individual  German  would  have  the  chance  of  getting  free  from  the  collective 
Karma  of  his  nation  provided  he  follows  a  higher  ideal.  But  the  Hun  as  a  whole 
has  been  so  purposely  debased  as  regards  all  kinds  of  ideals  that  it  is  difficult  to 
see  where  liberation  is  possible  for  the  nation.  Still,  the  Masters  know  all  the 
details,  and  can  see  a  way  where  ordinary  eyes  are  blind.  And  if  the  various 
units  of  the  peoples  of  Germany  can  rise  to  the  ideal,  and  forget  themselves  and 
the  degraded  self-interest  which  they  have  been  taught  as  an  ideal,  we  can  be 
very  sure  that  no  way  to  liberation  will  be  closed  to  them.  The  allied  nations 
may  not  be  all  that  is  ideal,  but  what  would  the  Hun  have  become,  and  what 


QUESTIONS   AND   ANSWERS  81 

would  the  world  have  become  under  Hunnish  direction?  One  might  surely  argue 
that  there  must  be  some  good  in  the  Hun  from  the  very  fact  that  he  has  been 
given  a  chance.  A.  K. 

QUESTION  No.  234. — Does  the  disciple's  attitude  toward  nature,  differ  -from  that 
of  the  ordinary  man? 

ANSWER. — Yes,  radically.  The  ordinary  man  approaches  nature  for  the  pur- 
pose of  obtaining  self-satisfaction  from  his  contact  with  it.  The  disciple  realizes 
that  absolutely  everything  which  God  has  created,  or,  in  other  words,  everything 
which  has  evolved,  is  intended  to  serve  man  as  a  door,  opening  directly  into 
the  spiritual  world.  A  flower,  for  instance,  should  be  regarded  as  one  of  these 
innumerable  doors.  If  we  enter  through  that  door,  we  shall  find  our  Master 
standing  on  the  other  side.  This  does  not  necessarily  mean  that  we  shall  see 
him  bodily.  It  does  mean,  however,  that  we  should  find  at  least  as  much  of 
him  as  we  find  after  reading  some  poem,  the  work  of  God  through  man,  which 
has  deeply  moved  our  hearts  and  stirred  our  wills,  lifting  us  to  clearer  recognition 
of  the  Master's  qualities  and  causing  us  to  worship  those  qualities  more  ardently 
and  truly. 

Man,  having  "sought  out  many  inventions,"  has  done  his  utmost  to  convert 
each  door  to  the  spiritual  world,  into  a  doorway  leading  directly  into  hell. 
For  the  most  part  he  has  succeeded.  But  there  still  are  many  doorways  which 
man's  perversity  has  overlooked.  He  has  not  been  able  to  degrade  the  sky,  or 
the  earth,  or  the  flowers  of  the  field,  or  the  wilder  animals.  It  is  primarily  his 
own  faculties  and  functions  which  he  has  misused  for  the  satisfaction  of  his 
lusts  and  appetites.  The  more  divine  the  faculty  or  function,  the  more  horrible 
the  perversion.  There  is  no  field  of  creative  art  which  he  has  not  prostituted. 
None  the  less,  God  still  intends  that  natural  things  shall  be  brought  back  to  their 
original  purposes,  and  we  can  help  this  process  of  re-conversion  by  habitual 
recognition  of  what  those  purposes  were  and  are.  Thus,  in  the  case  of  a  poem, 
we  should  seek  always  for  "the  fruit  of  our  meditation,"  of  our  reading.  We 
should  begin  to  read  it  with  the  hope  that  it  may  prove  itself  to  be  a  door 
into  the  spiritual  world.  We  should  look  at  a  picture  or  listen  to  music  in 
exactly  the  same  way.  If,  in  spite  of  our  best  efforts,  we  find  that  poem  or 
painting  of'  music,  opens  the  other  way,  we  should  reject  it  instantly  as  being 
of  the  devil.  It  must  always  be  remembered,  however,  that  while  man  has 
done  more  to  pervert  beauty  than  either  truth  or  goodness, — beauty  remains  in 
itself  as  pure  a  channel  to  divinity  as  the  other  two.  The  fact  is  that  man 
tries  to  separate  that  Platonic  trinity,  while  God  insists  that  forever  they  shall 
remain  inseparable.  E.  T.  H. 

QUESTION  No.  235. — In  the  QUARTERLY  please  tell  me  the  meaning  of  the  word 
Namastae,  -with  which  Letter  IV  in  the  first  volume  of  the  "Letters  That  Have 
Helped  Me,"  ends. 

ANSWER. — "Namas  te"  is  Sanskrit  for  "Obeisance  to  thee."  Namas,  from  the 
root  nam,  to  bend,  is  akin  to  Latin  numen,  divinity,  from  nuo,  "nod,"  from  the 
nod  of  Zeus.  So  Namastae  is  "bowing  to  thee,"  a  fitting  ending  for  a  note. 

C.  J. 

QUESTION  No.  236. — "Light  on  the  Path  says:  "Seek  the  way  by  retreating 
within."  The  Bible  says:  "The  Kingdom  of  Heaven  is  within  you."  How  can 
one  learn  to  know  this  with  one's  heart  and  live  in  that  Kingdom? 

If  the  Kingdom  is  within,  then  the  King  must  be  there  too.  Is  one  to  pray 
to  that  King?  And  in  trying  constantly  to  identify  oneself  with  the  Higher  Self 
is  there  not  danger  of  confusing  the  two,  or  is  it  true  that  the  King  and  the  Higher 
Self  are  one? 


82  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

ANSWER. — Surely  for  us  the  King  and  the  Higher  Self  are  one.  In  the  title 
of  "The  Christ"  the  idea  is  conveyed:  as  it  also  is  in  that  of  "The  Buddha"  or  in 
that  of  "Jivanmukti" ;  and  when  we  are  told  to  "Seek  out  the  Way,"  we  are  also 
told,  "Seek  it  not  by  any  one  road."  To  answer  the  first  part  of  the  question 
would  be  to  reprint  all  the  books  on  Devotion  that  have  been  written.  Take 
Patanjali's  Yoga  Aphorisms,  the  Bhagavad  Gita,  the  Voice  of  the  Silence,  the 
Sermon  on  the  Mount — do  what  you  are  told,  and  discipline  your  external  life  in 
accordance,  so  living  the  exterior  life  that  you  extract  the  spiritual  essence  of  it. 
Then  surely  you  will  be  living  in  the  Kingdom,  and  will  know  it  in  your  heart. 
We  have  it  all  on  record  that  he  may  read  who  runs,  and  the  method  may  be  found 
in  the  little  book  on  Meditation.  "If  then  ye  know  these  things,  happy  are  ye 
if  ye  do  them."  The  aspirant  is  directed  to  "try" :  and  is  told,  "Seek  and  ye  shall 
find":  but  the  search  must  be  with  your  whole  heart.  A.  K. 

ANSWER. — The  answer  is  in  the  question:  "Seek."     "Seek  and  ye  shall  find." 
The  King,  the  Warrior  is  indeed  within  the  Kingdom,  and  should  be  sought 
in  all  ways ;  prayer,  praise,  thanksgiving,  devotion,  and  obedience ;  all  expressions 
of  love.  C.  J. 

ANSWER. — A  very  homely  illustration  has  been  used  to  make  clearer  what 
"within"  means; — it  is  the  paper  design  on  the  tin  container  of  Royal  Baking 
Powder.  We  see  a  series  of  containers,  developing  inwardly.  In  a  similar  way,  we 
can  think  of  halls  of  consciousness,  opening,  one  within  the  other,  not  until  they  stop 
thus  opening,  but  until  the  eye  and  mind  can  no  longer  follow.  Both  questions  seem 
to  imply  the  same  error,  namely,  that  the  student  and  the  Master  are  the  only  two 
concerned  in  this  process  of  learning.  The  hierarchical  principle  would  lead  one  to 
postulate  many  grades  between  a  student  and  a  Master, — perhaps  there  might  be 
Representatives  living  on  the  same  plane  with  the  student ;  their  suggestions,  com- 
ments, instructions  would  be  very  indicative. 

A  few  years  ago  I  read  in  a  newspaper  an  account  of  an  enquirer's  visit  to 
some  Swami.  The  Swami  sat  in  familiar  ease,  discoursing  without  stint. 

"I  am  the  All !"  he  said,  "I  am  the  limitless  Ocean  of  Consciousness !"  After 
these  and  similar  statements,  the  Swami,  according  to  the  account,  fell  into  a 
towering  rage  with  a  servant  who  had  irritated  him,  and  then  explained  that  the 
rage  was  the  rage  of  the  "limitless  Ocean."  We  can  see  two  things  clearly  from 
this  narrative.  First,  the  Swami  had  an  intuition  of  the  Divine  Life.  That  is 
commendable.  The  Swami  was  not  a  materialist.  But,  the  Swami  identified  that 
Divine  Life  with  his  own  lower  nature.  That  is  a  fatal  mistake.  An  average 
spiritual  director  could  have  pointed  out  the  Swami's  error.  Can  we  think  of  our 
Higher  Self  as  an  ideal  for  us  formed  by  the  Master?  If  we  make  that  ideal  our 
aspiration,  we  shall  be  centered  in  something  of  His,  not  in  something  of  our  own. 

S.  M. 

ANSWER. — As  one  reads  this  question  there  springs  up  a  longing  to  have  the 
address  of  the  questioner,  in  order  to  send  off  by  special  delivery  one's  copy  of 
Fragments,  Volume  I,  with  a  note  saying:  "Please  turn  to  page  75,  beginning  with 
'One  question  asked  of  me  repeatedly  is:  How  shall  I  find  the  Masters?'  for  there 
you  will  find  your  question  analyzed  and  answered."  S. 

ANSWER. — Said  one  of  the  Wise  to  a  questioner :  "How  do  you  pray — for  unless 
you  pray  to  that  which  you  see  asi  within  you,  you  pray  in  vain."  Said  the  stupid 
one :  "But  how  can  the  Master  be  within  me — sinner  that  I  be  ?"  Said  the  one  who 
is  wise :  "If  the  Master  were  not  within  you,  you  were  indeed  lost.  Has  He  not 
said  that  we  are  His  children  and  does  not  even  modern  science  admit  that  the 
primal  cell  from  which  we  are  builded  is  part  of  our  whole  ancestral  line?  Is  this 
the  less  true  of  our  spiritual  nature?  Strengthen  the  Master  within  you  that  He 
may  rule  you  indeed  and  as  you  keep  His  Commandments,  has  He  not  promised 
that  both  He  and  His  Father  will  abide  with  you?"  SMITH. 


REPORT  OF  THE  ANNUAL  CONVENTION  OF  THE  THEOSOPHICAL 

SOCIETY 

Responding  to  the  call  of  the  Executive  Committee,  the  Annual  Convention 
of  The  Theosophical  Society  was  held  at  21  Macdougal  Alley,  New  York,  on 
Saturday,  April  26th,  1919.  Before  the  hour  stated  for  the  opening  of  the  Con- 
vention, there  were  assembled  delegates  from  all  the  Branches  represented,  mem- 
bers at  large,  and  members  of  the  New  York  Branch  and  other  nearby  Branches. 

MORNING   SESSION 

At  10.30  a.  m.  the  Convention  was  called  to  order  by  Mr.  E.  T.  Hargrove, 
the  ranking  member  of  the  Executive  Committee,  who  explained  that  in  the 
absence  of  the  Chairman  of  the  Executive  Committee,  Mr.  Charles  Johnston,  on 
war  duty  in  Washington,  it  was  his  duty  to  ask  the  wish  of  the  Convention  in 
regard  to  its  temporary  organization.  Professor  H.  B.  Mitchell  nominated  Mr. 
Hargrove  as  Temporary  Chairman,  and  Miss  Julia  Chickering  as  Temporary  Sec- 
retary. Mr.  George  Woodbridge  seconded  the  nomination,  and  they  were  unani- 
mously elected.  Mr.  Hargrove,  taking  the  Chair,  asked  for  a  motion  as  to  the 
first  step  necessary  toward  organization, — the  selection  of  a  Committee  on  Creden- 
tials. It  was  moved  by  Mr.  J.  F.  B.  Mitchell,  and  seconded  by  the  Reverend 
Acton  Griscom,  that  the  Chair  appoint  this  Committee.  The  Temporary 
Chairman  named  as  the  Committee  on  Credentials,  Professor  Mitchell,  Miss  I.  E. 
Perkins,  and  Miss  M.  E.  Youngs.  After  some  opening  remarks  by  the  Temporary 
Chairman  and  by  Mr.  Woodbridge,  the  report  of  the  Committee  on  Credentials 
was  presented  by  Professor  Mitchell,  Chairman  of  the  Committee,  who  stated 
that  the  credentials  received  showed  that  twenty  Branches  were  represented  by 
delegates  and  proxies,  entitled  to  cast  one  hundred  and  eight  votes.  [In  addition 
to  the  Branches  so  represented,  credentials  were  later  received  for  the  Branches 
marked  with  an  asterisk  in  the  following  list.  These  were  recorded  when 
received,  but  they  were  too  late  to  be  represented  in  the  list  of  Branches  voting.] 

Blavatsky,  Seattle,  Wash. 

Blavatsky,  Washington,  D.  C. 

Cincinnati,  Cincinnati,  O. 

Hope,  Providence,  R.  I. 

Indianapolis,  Indianapolis,  Ind. 

Middletown,  Middletown,  O. 

New  York,  New  York 

Pacific,  Los  Angeles,  Cal. 

Providence,  Providence,  R.  I. 

Stockton,  Stockton,  Cal. 

Toronto,  Toronto,  Canada 

Virya,  Denver,  Colo. 

Altagracia  de  Orituco,  Altagracia  de  Orituco,  Venezuela 

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Arvika,  Arvika,  Sweden* 

Aurvanga,  Kristiania,  Norway 

Jehoshua,  San  Fernando  de  Apure,  Venezuela 

Karma,  Kristiania,  Norway* 

Krishna,  South  Shields,  England 

London,  London,  England 

Newcastle-on-Tyne,  Newcastle-on-Tyne,  England 

Norfolk,  England 

Venezuela,  Caracas,  Venezuela 

It  was  moved  and  seconded  that  the  Report  of  the  Committee  on  Credentials 
be  accepted  with  thanks ;  so  voted.  The  Temporary  Chairman  stated  that  the 
next  business  before  the  Convention  was  permanent  organization. 

PERMANENT  CHAIRMAN 

On  motion  made  and  seconded,  Professor  Mitchell  was  elected  Permanent 
Chairman,  and  took  the  Chair. 

PERMANENT  CHAIRMAN  :  I  do  not  need  to  renew  the  welcome  that  has  just 
been  extended  to  the  Convention  in  the  name  of  the  New  York  Branch,  as  whose 
representative  you  have  again  made  me  your  Chairman.  We  all  know  that,  with 
whatever  grace  of  humour  it  was  presented,  it  was  very  sincere  and  heartfelt, 
so  that  I  have  but  to  add  to  it  my  own  grateful  thanks  for  the  high  honour 
you  have  conferred  upon  me,  and  my  deep  sense  of  the  responsibility  that  honour 
involves. 

We  meet  together  here  to-day,  delegates  and  members  of  The  Theosophical 
Society,  as  humanity's  trustees  for  a  heritage  so  great  that  it  can  be  limited 
only  by  our  own  capacity  to  receive  and  to  transmit.  It  is  a  heritage  of  truth ; 
not  of  the  knowledge  of  temporal  things,  which  change  and  pass  from  form  to 
form,  and  whose  truth  therefore,  too,  must  forever  change  and  forever  be  recast; 
but  a  heritage  of  eternal  truth,  because  the  truth  of  eternal  things.  It  is  a 
heritage  of  life;  of  life  that  is  immortal,  because  it  is  the  life  laid  down,  freed 
and  surrendered,  not  claimed  or  held  for  self.  It  is  the  heritage  of  Theosophy, 
of  theou  sophia,  the  Wisdom  of  God. 

It  comes  to  us  from  every  age  and  clime,  from  every  quarter  of  the  globe; 
from  the  snows  of  the  Himalayas  and  the  plains  of  India;  from  Krishna  and 
Arjuna,  and  Buddha,  the  Compassionate;  from  Isis  and  Osiris,  and  the  temples 
by  the  Nile;  from  the  groves  of  Athens  and  the  sands  of  Arabia;  from  the 
Cross  on  Calvary;  from  the  prisons  of  Palestine  and  the  arena  at  Rome;  from 
the  cloisters  of  the  middle  ages,  and  the  flaming  fagots  in  the  market  place  in 
Rouen ;  from  the  battlefields  of  Europe,  and  from  the  hearts  of  unnumbered 
myriads  of  unknown  men  and  women  who  have  faced  and  conquered  self  in 
simple  obedience  to  their  vision  of  the  right.  It  has  been  won  and  builded  for 
us  by  that  long  line  of  seers  and  saints  and  martyrs,  the  pure  in  heart  and 
warrior  souled,  that  we  may  trace  from  the  earliest  dawn  of  history  down  to  our 
own  time  and  hour — down  to  those  whom  we  meet  day  by  day  in  the  path 
of  our  discipleship,  whom  we  have  known  and  loved  as  comrades,  whom  we 
have  called  our  friends.  Age  after  age,  century  after  century,  they  have  come 
forth  from  the  great  Lodge  they  serve,  to  live  and  labour  and  die;  to  pour  out 
their  treasure  to  the  last  mite,  their  life  to  its  last  breath,  to  give  to  us  and  to 
the  world  the  heritage  that  is  ours.  It  is  their  truth,  their  life,  we  hold  in  our 
hands  to-day;  their  footsteps  that  mark  the  path  we  have  travelled  to  the  untrod 
future  at  whose  gates  we  stand,  their  power  which  strengthens  us  to  fulfill  their 
trust.  And  as  we  look  back  over  the  forty-four  years  since  The  Theosophical 
Society  was  founded — the  years  in  which  these  age-long  labours  brought  their 
fruits  within  our  reach — we  know  the  passion  of  gratitude  that  rises  in  our 


T.   S.   ACTIVITIES  85 

hearts ;  the  love  and  gratitude  we  bear  to  those  who  died,  that  the  world — that 
we — might  learn  to  live.  We  can  say  something  of  what  we  feel  for  some  of 
our  great  companions  of  the  past. 

The  great  outstanding  event  of  the  past  year  is  the  death  of  Mr.  Griscom. 
But  his  loss  is  too  recent  and  too  irreparable,  it  has  left  too  deep  a  wound  in 
all  our  hearts,  for  it  to  be  possible  to  speak  now  of  our  love  for  him,  or  of 
what  we  owe  to  those  thirty  three  years  of  unswerving  devotion  in  which  he 
gave  his  whole  great  heart  and  soul  to  us.  It  is  impossible  for  me  to  speak. 
It  would  be  impossible  for  you  to  listen. 

It  is,  I  know,  customary  in  ordinary  organizations,  in  our  universities  and 
churches  and  business  firms,  when  death  has  taken  from  them  a  leader  or  loved 
colleague,  to  prepare  a  minute,  setting  forth  his  life  and  services  and  their 
sorrow  in  his  loss,  and  to  ask  that  this  minute  be  adopted  by  a  rising  vote. 
But  The  Theosophical  Society  is  not  an  ordinary  organization,  nor  is  our  loss 
an  ordinary  one.  Our  feeling  is  not  such  as  can  be  framed  in  words,  or  shown 
by  any  form  or  ceremony.  It  is  part  of  the  very  life  of  our  hearts  and  souls, 
an  integral,  living  part  of  the  life  and  soul  of  the  Theosophical  Movement. 
And  because  all  words  and  forms  would  be  inadequate  and  futile,  I  ask  that 
all  should  be  omitted;  that  what  we  feel  for  him,  that  what  tells  of  what  he 
was  and  is  to  us,  may  remain  as  the  voice  of  the  silence,  speaking  through  our 
life  and  acts  in  enduring,  quickening  power,  rather  than  in  words  that  die  upon 
the  air.  As  in  life  he  led  us  forward,  so  now  his  spirit  leads.  And  his  smile 
awaits,  not  our  testimonies  of  sorrow  and  the  past,  but  the  seizing  of  our  present 
opportunity;  the  pressing  forward  with  renewed  hope  and  cheer  and  courage 
to  the  vastness  of  the  work  that  lies  ahead;  to  the  work  that  is  now,  and 
forever  must  be,  his  and  ours  together,  because  it  is  the  Masters'. 

It  is  in  this  spirit  of  new  courage,  of  new  hope  and  cheer,  that  we  take  up 
our  great  heritage  from  the  past  and  turn  to  the  high  privilege  and  duty  of 
the  present,  which  is  ours  as  the  world's  trustees  and  as  members  and  delegates 
of  this  Convention. 

PERMANENT  ORGANIZATION 

Dr.  Clark  moved  the  nomination  of  Miss  Perkins  and  Miss  Chickering,  who 
served  last  year,  as  Secretary  and  Assistant  Secretary  to  the  Convention;  this 
motion  was  duly  seconded  and  carried. 

It  was  moved  by  Captain  C.  Russell  Auchincloss,  duly  seconded  and  carried, 
that  the  Chair  appoint  the  usual  three  standing  Committees.  The  following  Com- 
mittees were  then  appointed : 

Committee  on  Nominations  Committee   on   Resolutions 

Mr.  J.  R  B.  Mitchell,  Chairman  Mr.   E.  T.   Hargrove,  Chairman 

Mr.    George   Woodbridge  Mr.  Gardiner  H.  Miller 

Miss   F.   Friedlein  Mr.  Arthur  L.  Grant 

Committee  on  Letters  of  Greeting 
Mr.  K.  D.  Perkins,  Chairman 
Dr.  C.  C.   Clark 
Miss  Margaret  Hohnstedt 

The  Chairman  next  called  for  the  reports  of  officers,  asking  Mr.  Hargrove 
to  report  for  the  Executive  Committee,  in  the  necessary  absence  of  the  Chairman 
of  that  Committee. 

REPORT  OF  THE  EXECUTIVE  COMMITTEE 

MR.  HARGROVE  :  The  first  thing  we  have  to  report  is  that  Dr.  Keightley  is 
present.  Mr.  Johnston  usually  reports  for  the  Committee,  and  often  its  other 


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members  first  hear  in  his  report,  the  full  details  of  what  has  been  done  by  the 
Committee  during  the  year,  for  the  very  simple  reason  that  the  Society  more 
or  less  works  itself;  which  means  that  the  spirit  of  the  Society  is  one.  It  means 
that  the  mind  of  the  Society  has  been  unanimous.  And  just  as  in  the  case  of 
the  individual,  when  the  individual  is  unanimous  inside  of  himself  instead  of 
being  a  house  divided  against  itself,  so,  in  the  case  of  The  Theosophical  Society, 
its  existence,  in  one  sense,  is  uneventful,  although  full  of  activity.  I  suppose 
that  is  only  another  way  of  saying  that  the  Executive  Committee  has  nothing 
to  report.  It  is  a  very  long  time  since  we  have  heard  from  the  members  in 
Germany.  I  do  not  know  just  what  will  happen  when  we  do  hear  from  them. 
That  remains  to  be  seen.  We  shall  have  to  take  that  fence  when  we  get  to  it. 

You  have  heard,  from  the  Chairman's  reference,  what  was  really  the  event 
of  the  past  year.  But  without  referring  to  that  again,  we  can  think  of  another 
event — so  far  as  this  Convention  is  concerned — and  that  is  the  presence  in  our 
midst  of  Dr.  Archibald  Keightley.  Now,  of  course,  that  also  can  be  treated 
humorously  or  otherwise,  because  he  goes  back  to  the  beginning  of  time.  He 
doesn't  look  half  so  ancient  as  he  is  (laughter).  But  there  would  be  another 
way  of  putting  it.  As  a  member,  he  goes  back  to  1883,  and  he  is  one  of  those 
who,  for  all  those  years,  through  good  report  and  ill,  so  far  as  the  Movement 
is  concerned,  in  fair  weather  or  foul,  without  any  wavering  at  any  moment,  stood 
loyally  by  the  Movement  and  by  the  Masters.  Now  that  in  itself  is  a  wonderful 
record, — an  extraordinary  record.  I  do  not  know  of  anybody  else  who  goes  back 
further,  or  who  has  stood  more  loyally.  If  only  for  that  reason,  it  would  be 
an  immense  pleasure  for  all  of  us  to  welcome  him  to-day,  in  our  midst,  as  an 
individual  member,  as  one  of  the  old  guard,  one  of  the  old  stand-bys,  one  who 
was  the  friend  of  H.  P.  B., — not  merely  the  follower  but  the  friend. 

The  trouble  is  that  I  could  talk  for  so  long  about  him  and  what  he  has 
done  for  the  work,  that  it  is  difficult  to  know  where  to  begin  or  where  to  stop. 
One's  mind  goes  back,  of  course,  in  my  case,  to  old  days  in  London,  a  few 
months  after  the  death  of  H.  P.  B.  The  headquarters  in  those  days  was  full 
of  people  who  had  known  her,  had  worked  with  her.  It  did  not  take  me  long 
to  discover  that  of  all  those  who  had  been  with  her  at  that  time,  as  one  of  her 
pupils,  he  was  the  one  who  knew  her  best,  and  whom  she  had  trusted  most. 
Assuming  for  one  moment  that  she  had  the  foresight  that  we  attribute  to  her, 
her  judgment  would  have  been  correct,  because  of  all  her  personal  pupils,  he 
was  the  only  one  who  stood  by  her  spirit  as  well  as  her  body,  and  who  survives 
in  the  spiritual  sense  to  this  day.  As  Mr.  Johnston  has  written:  "Of  the  group 
of  students  whom  Madame  Blavatsky  began  to  gather  around  her  in  England  in 
1887  and  1888,  only  one,  Archibald  Keightley,  is  still  on  the  firing  line."  The 
fact  of  the  matter  is  that  I  find  these  things  extraordinarily  difficult  to  talk  about, 
so  I  think  I  will  just  drop  it  and  come  down  to  what  you  might  call  the  funda- 
mentals of  my  report. 

Of  course,  thinking  of  the  past  makes  one  think  of  the  future.  The  future 
is  going  to  be  the  outcome  of  that  past,  and  although  I  am  very,  very  juvenile 
in  comparison  with  such  a  particular  antique  as  Dr.  Keightley,  yet  my  mind 
does  go  back  reasonably  far,  and  I  do  not  believe  that  anyone  who  has  not 
been  a  member  for  a  great  many  years  can  really  appreciate  what  the  Society 
stands  for;  what  it  means  in  the  world.  As  we  see  one  after  another  removed 
by  death  from  our  ranks,  it  necessarily  makes  some  of  us  feel  that  our  time 
may  come  before  so  very  long,  and  it  necessarily  makes  us  feel  a  deep  anxiety 
as  to  the  future  of  the  Movement. 

You  will  say  that  is  foolish,  perhaps, — just  as  if  the  Movement  depended 
upon  the  life  of  an  individual  or  half  a  dozen  individuals.  That  is  a  common- 
place even  in  a  business  house.  There  were  some  people  foolish  enough,  after 
the  death  of  the  Editor  of  the  QUARTERLY,  to  ask  whether  the  QUARTERLY  would 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  87 

be  continued.  Of  course!  Things  don't  stop  when  they  are  real.  And  yet  it 
is  only  natural  that  some  of  us  should  be  anxious  that  those  who  are  younger 
and  newer  in  the  work  shall  take  hold,  shall  take  hold  so  firmly,  so  deeply, 
with  their  whole  being,  that  this  Movement  will  be  carried  forward  to  the  end 
of  this  century  without  a  break.  What  does  that  mean?  There  is  an  old  Chinese 
saying  to  the  effect  that  one  difference  between  a  sage  and  an  idiot  is  that  the 
sage  breathes  from  the  soles  of  his  feet.  Perhaps  it  is  used  figuratively  to  some 
extent,  but  not  altogether.  The  essence  of  it  for  us  is  this :  that  what  some  of 
the  older  members  want  is  to  see  an  increasing  group  of  younger  members 
who  will  take  hold  body  and  soul,  with  all  that  they  are  and  have,  without  any 
reservation  whatsoever,  anywhere  in  their  make-up.  That  is  what  we  want,  and 
that  is  what  we  have  got  to  have,  and  what  you  have  got  to  give. 

After  all,  race,  blood,  tell  in  many  ways ;  and  we  must  face  the  fact  that  it 
is  the  exception  and  not  the  rule  for  any  one  of  our  race  and  blood  to  be  able 
to  give  himself  completely  to  anything.  You  may  not  like  the  idea,  but  it  is 
true.  And  yet  there  are  exceptions,  and  the  history  of  The  Theosophical  Society 
has  proved  it.  Ceaselessly  we  are  looking  for  those  exceptions,  ardently  longing 
that  we  may  meet  with  them,  that  they  will  turn  up,  as  it  were,  among  the 
ranks  of  our  membership.  Why  is  it  that  we  are  so  desperately  anxious  to  see 
the  work  carried  forward?  It  is  for  the  same  reason  that  Dr.  Keightley,  for 
instance,  has  stood,  and  stood,  and  stood.  It  is  for  the  simple  reason  that  some 
of  us  have  learned,  in  all  simplicity  and  sincerity,  to  love  the  Masters.  That  is 
why.  That  is  the  reason  we  are  anxious  that  others  shall  acquire  that  same 
attitude  and  feeling  and  purpose  and  resolve,  so  that  nothing  will  ever  shake 
them;  so  that  their  understanding  will  keep  pace  with  their  will;  so  that  we  too, 
when  our  time  comes,  may  die  in  peace,  with  the  thought  that  the  work, — the 
Masters'  work, — will  be  carried  on  and  on.  It  is  not  only  that  the  future  of 
humanity  is  at  stake, — not  only  that  we  long  to  see  these  great  truths  passed 
on  like  fire  from  heart  to  heart :  it  is  that,  in  the  deeper  sense  of  the  word, 
the  lives  of  the  Masters  themselves  are  at  stake.  See,  just  for  one  moment,  what 
this  Society  stands  for.  .  .  .  Oh,  well!  I  will  not  attempt  that  this  morning. 
It  would  take  too  much  time.  You  know  much  about  it,  as  it  is,  and  all  I  could 
do  at  best  would  be  to  remind  you  of  things  familiar.  Perhaps  better  than  for 
me  to  attempt  it  will  be  to  hear  about  it  from  others.  The  message  will  be  the 
same.  It  is  only  the  words  that  will  be  different.  But  I  do  believe  that  as  one 
after  another  speaks,  though  speaking  about  different  things,  maybe,  you  will  of 
necessity  recognize  the  divine  purpose  back  of  it  all,  and  the  same  great  longing, 
the  same  determination.  Such  things  speak  for  themselves. 

The  Society  has  weathered  many  storms.  Doubtless  it  will  have  to  face 
other  storms  in  the  future.  That  is  all  right.  Storms  do  not  matter.  What 
you  need  are  the  few  who  are  not  going  to  be  shaken  by  storms;  who  are  going 
to  keep  their  course;  who  recognize  their  goal;  who  see,  no  matter  how  far  off, 
the  beacon  lights  of  home,  and  who  can  be  trusted  through  thick  and  through 
thin,  without  thought  of  self,  to  carry  on. 

Now  I  know  well  that  if  the  Chairman  of  the  Executive  Committee  were 
here  to-day,  that  is  something  of  the  message  that  he  too  would  wish  to  express. 
It  is  a  message.  The  day  is  long  past,  in  the  history  of  this  Movement,  when 
messages  have  to  be  signed,  sealed,  and  delivered.  Your  own  hearts  are  the 
judges.  Your  own  hearts  answer  and  decide;  and  although,  from  one  standpoint, 
we  meet  here,  year  after  year, — I  think  this  is  the  forty-fourth  year  of  the  Society 
— to  confer  about  the  business  of  the  Society,  yet  in  the  deeper  sense — in  the 
true  sense — the  business  of  the  Society  is,  as  it  were,  the  outer  covering  of  the 
reality.  And  that  reality  is  that  as  many  as  possible  of  those  who  are  giving 
their  hearts  to  the  Cause  shall  meet  together  and  re-kindle  from  one  another — 
from  contact  with  one  another — that  ancient  fire  passed  down  from  eternity,  and 


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thus  be  better  able  to  pass  it  on  in  future  to  others.  That  is  why  we  meet. 
That  is  the  explanation  of  all  that  is  acquired  at  these  Conventions.  Let  us,  I 
venture  to  suggest,  keep  that  purpose  in  mind,  and  let  us  go  back  when  the  Con- 
vention is  over,  reinforced  in  understanding  and  in  purpose,  with  a  realization 
—perhaps  such  as  we  have  never  had  before— that  the  responsibility  of  each 
member  of  this  organization  is  immense.  Marvellous  is  the  opportunity, — true! 
But  the  responsibility  would  perhaps  be  crushing  if  it  were  not  for  the  knowledge 
that  we,  after  all,  are  mere  pawns  on  the  chess  board  in  comparison  with  those 
great  ones  who  are  responsible  for  the  Movement;  who  started  it  and  will  never 
let  go  of  it,  and  whose  might  and  majesty  have  maintained  it  through  all  these 
years,  in  spite  of  the  frenzied  efforts  of  its  enemies  to  destroy  it  and  so  prevent 
the  victory  which  the  White  Lodge  must  gain. 

THE  CHAIRMAN:  We  wish  just  as  full  a  report  from  the  Executive  Com- 
mittee as  possible,  and  I  shall  ask  Dr.  Keightley,  if  he  does  not  wish  to  report, 
at  least  to  present  himself  as  a  portion  of  that  report. 

DR.  KEIGHTLEY:  If  one  may  say  so,  it  is  not  customary  for  junior  members 
of  the  Executive  Committee  to  add  to  reports  when  their  seniors  have  so  ably 
summed  up  in  condensed  form  all  the  events  of  importance  which  have  taken  place 
since  the  last  meeting  of  the  Society. 

Mr.  Hargrove  spoke  of  the  forty-fourth  year  of  the  Society.  The  formal 
Conventions  of  the  Society  appear  to  date  from  the  time  when  the  Convention 
was  held  in  Chicago  by  the  members  of  the  American  section.  Previous  to  that 
time,  there  had,  I  believe,  been  informal  gatherings  round  the  heads  of  the  Society, 
Madame  Blavatsky  and  Colonel  Olcott,  in  the  places  in  which  they  had  lived. 
But  those  were  fortuitous  events,  not  regular  gatherings  of  the  members  for 
organizing  and  considering  the  work  of  the  Society  as  such.  Many  of  you  are 
doubtless  aware  that  at  the  Chicago  Convention  to  which  I  have  referred,  Mr. 
Judge  was  appointed  General  Secretary.  It  was  my  privilege  then  to  be  the 
bearer  of  a  letter  of  greeting  from  Madame  Blavatsky,  to  the  American  members 
in  Convention  assembled.  And  from  that  time  (1887),  without  a  break,  members 
of  the  American  groups  of  Branches  have  united  in  the  consideration  of  the 
events  of  life,  in  their  methods  of  work,  and  in  organization  to  meet  the  needs 
of  that  work.  The  real  object  of  that  Convention  in  1887  was  to  place  the  work 
of  the  Society  on  a  deeper  basis  than  had  previously  prevailed.  The  Society  was 
then  in  the  position  of  recovering  from  an  attack  of  psychic  measles.  The  external 
phenomena  which  we  find  recorded  in  Mr.  Sinnett's  book,  The  Occult  World — 
the  phenomena  of  spiritualism,  of  psychism  generally — had  taken  possession  of 
the  minds  of  many  members.  If  you  look  back  to  the  old  numbers  of  the 
Theosophist,  you  will  find  recorded  there  more  than  one  warning  against  the 
organization  of  psychic  phenomena  on  a  monetary  basis.  Some  people  in  this 
country,  who  had  misunderstood  the  meaning  of  Theosophy,  had  imagined  that 
clairvoyance  and  so  forth  might  be  used  for  monetary  reward,  and  that  psychic 
powers  might  be  put  upon  a  business  basis !  Gradually,  under  what  I  believe  to 
be  the  guiding  hand  of  the  Masters  of  wisdom,  and  through  the  efforts  of  Madame 
Blavatsky  and  Mr.  Judge,  that  phase  of  what  we  may  call  material  psychism 
was  done  away  with.  And  then,  as  Mr.  Hargrove  pointed  out,  you  come  to  the 
deeper  and  more  serious  business  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  its  great  purpose, — 
to  deepen  the  lives  of  its  members;  to  give  them  a  deeper  consciousness  of  their 
own  being. 

And  so,  if  I  may  deal  with  the  history, — in  1887  I  had  the  privilege  of  bringing 
Madame  Blavatsky's  greetings.  I  came  again  in  1888;  and  again  in  1890  to  1891, 
travelling  back  from  New  Zealand.  It  was  in  1891  that  Madame  Blavatsky  passed 
from  this  scene  of  life;  during  the  next  ten  years  came  the  struggle  and  disruption 
created  by  Mrs.  Besant  in  the  attacks  against  Mr.  Judge,  and  then  the  loss  of 
Mr.  Judge.  When  these  seniors  passed  from  amongst  us  and  the  rest  of  us  were 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  89 

left  with  the  need  to  carry  on  the  Movement  as  best  we  could, — as  Mr.  Hargrove 
indicated,  there  were  shocks ;  there  was  the  sense  of  loss.  We  who  are  now 
engaged  in  the  work  shall  almost  certainly  find  the  necessity  of  arising  in  all 
our  strength  to  meet  the  shocks  which  will  be  provided  as  a  means  for  the  further 
growth  of  the  Society.  Time  and  again,  I  believe  that  the  Masters  have  sent 
word  to  those  who  were  in  the  midst  of  past  shocks,  to  stand  firm  as  a  rock, 
that  the  work  of  the  Movement  might  enlighten  the  world  at  large.  Members 
were  asked  to  remain  absolutely  firm, — as  a  fulcrum  upon  which  the  Masters  can 
move  the  world  to  its  true  destiny,  and  save  it  from  becoming  entirely  material. 
That  is  our  privilege, — one  of  the  things  which  we  are  here  for.  I  speak  my 
own  belief.  It  does  not  involve  any  entailment  of  belief  on  other  people,  but 
I  would  like  to  present  it  as  part  of  what  I  am.  As  Mr.  Hargrove,  with  too  kind 
insistence  on  my  effort,  has  said, — I  have  been  privileged  to  be  among  those 
who  headed  the  Movement,  and  I  can  only  add,  for  my  own  part,  that  there  is 
no  virtue  in  me  that  has  held  me,  but,  having  been  privileged  to  be  where  I  have 
been,  through  the  action  of  Karma,  I  could  do  nothing  else  than  I  did. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  The  next  business  is  something  which,  year  after  year,  we 
have  looked  forward  to  with  the  greatest  pleasure :  the  report  of  our  Secretary, 
Mrs.  Gregg.  Unfortunately  she  is  too  ill  to  come  over,  at  least  in  weather  like 
this,  to  make  it  in  person;  and  consequently  it  will  be  made  this  year  by  our 
Assistant  Secretary,  Miss  Perkins,  who  does  a  great  deal  more,  year  by  year, 
day  in  and  day  out,  than  a  good  many  of  us  realize. 

REPORT  OF  THE  SECRETARY  T.  S.  FOR  THE  YEAR  ENDING  APRIL  26,  1919 

New  Members 

This  has  been,  outwardly  at  least,  a  year  of  such  sudden  reversals  that  your 
Secretary  did  not  look  for  the  kind  of  growth  that  is  represented  by  forming 
of  new  Branches,  and  admission  of  new  members.  Hard  upon  the  opening  of 
ottr  work  for  the  fall,  came  the  news  of  the  apparent  termination  of  the  Great 
War,  throwing  into  violent  relief  the  separation  that  had  somehow  occurred 
between  the  outer  conflict,  so  strangely  concluded,  and  the  inner  warfare,  in  which 
no  cessation  was  either  possible  or  attempted.  That  the  time  of  bewilderment 
was,  for  most  of  our  members  and  Branches,  so  short,  and  the  impetus  to 
renewed  and  vigorous  effort  so  immediately  compelling,  is  cause  for  gratitude, 
both  to  the  Masters  who  stand  behind  our  work,  and  to  the  leaders  by  whose 
clear  insight  into  spiritual  issues  the  work  of  the  Society  has  been  directed  so 
wisely.  One  result  of  the  steadiness,  in  the  midst  of  universal  confusion,  that 
has  characterized  the  T.  S.,  is  reflected  in  the  unexpected  accessions  that  have 
come  to  our  membership  during  the  year.  Furthermore  the  number  of  new  mem- 
bers reported  during  the  final  two  months  of  our  year  is  noticeably  large — quite 
out  of  proportion  to  the  accessions  of  the  preceding  ten  months.  This  fact, 
too,  may  have  significance  for  those  who  look  behind  the  outer  event  to  the  inner 
causes  from  which  it  flows.  We  have  added,  during  the  past  year,  63  members 
to  our  roll:  United  States,  31;  South  America,  8;  Norway,  14;  England,  9;  and 
Holland,  1.  Plans  are  also  on  foot  for  the  formation  of  several  new  Branches, 
which  I  trust  may  be  functioning,  vigorously,  before  the  next  annual  Convention. 
Our  losses  during  the  year  were  six;  by  resignation,  two;  by  death,  four.  Each 
of  these  members  is  missed  by  those  with  whom  Karma  had  associated  him,  and 
in  the  corner  of  the  great  field  where  he  had  been  placed.  There  is  one  of  the 
number  whose  loss  is  mourned  by  every  member  and  in  every  Branch.  It  had  been 
Mr.  Griscom's  great  privilege  to  hold  a  post  that  brought  him  close  to  each  one 
of  us,  and  the  way  in  which  he  held  it,  through  the  years,  unites  us  in  a  common 
heartache  and  a  common  determination  to  show  that  we  are  richer,  stronger, 
more  ardently  devoted  to  the  Theosophical  Movement,  because  of  his  service  in  it. 


90  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

'Correspondence 

It  is  natural  that  the  outer  activities  of  the  Secretary  should  be  chiefly 
expressed  in  the  correspondence  of  the  office ;  and  the  variety  of  the  inquiries 
and  requests  made  is  a  never  failing  source  of  satisfaction.  There  are  certain 
Branches  which  have  always  made  the  Secretary  a  confidant  as  to  their  plans 
and  efforts;  and  it  might  surprise  them  to  know  the  extent  to  which  they  have 
in  this  way  been  helping  in  the  work  at  Headquarters,  where  it  is  our  effort  to 
feel  the  pulse  of  the  Society,  and  to  do,  as  may  be  given  to  us,  whatever  we  can 
to  keep  it  steadily  and  fully  in  the  current  of  that  mighty  force  that  is  manifested 
through  our  work.  It  is  largely  with  our  members-at-large  that  regular  corre- 
spondence is  maintained;  some  of  them  who  have  never  visited  Headquarters 
are  as  well  known  there  as  those  who  are  near  enough  to  come  in  frequently — 
and  to  that  family  group  all  isolated  members  are  most  cordially  invited.  Many 
members  regret  that  some  circumstance  or  other  seems  to  prevent  them  from 
joining  or  forming  a  Branch;  they  naturally  desire  to  be  fruitful  but  they  not 
uncommonly  think  of  that  as  requiring  some  one  particular  gift.  The  fact  is 
that  there  are  many  kinds  of  fruit,  all  needed  in  our  work,  and  no  one  is  unable 
to  make  contribution  of  some  sort.  Join  the  Secretary's  "Branch  for  Stay-at- 
homes."  Nothing  will  be  asked  of  you  that  you  cannot  do,  and  you  may  find 
the  joy  that  comes  only  with  service  to  others.  This  is  a  large  and  eclectic 
Branch  for  it  also  makes  room  for  those  friends  of  the  Movement  who  are  with 
it  in  heart,  but  are  for  some  reason  temporarily  prevented  from  becoming  mem- 
bers, outwardly. 

Branch  Activities 

The  Branch  activities  are  as  varied  as  in  previous  years.  As  one  reads  the 
reports  from  Branch  Secretaries  one  cannot  fail  to  note  the  strong  individuality 
that  marks  the  work  of  different  Branches;  Branch  officers  may  and  do  change, 
but  there  is  evidence  of  an  organism  within  most  Branches  that  is  working  out 
its  course  according  to  the  life  and  the  opportunities  given  it.  Many  Branches 
will  be  reporting  here,  and  others  will  doubtless  be  represented  in  the  Convention 
Report,  so  it  is  not  necessary  to  do  more  than  to  call  attention  to  the  evidences 
of  distinctive  Branch  life,  and  to  suggest  that  this  would  be  made  doubly  clear 
by  comparison  of  the  reports  of  this  year  with  those  of  preceding  years,  as  given 
in  the  successive  Convention  Reports. 

The  Theosophical  Quarterly 

As  the  organ  of  the  Movement,  the  QUARTERLY  has  never  more  fully  and  bril- 
liantly served  its  purpose  than  during  this  past  year.  It  has  with  unfailing  insight 
marked  out,  in  anticipation,  the  probable  progress  of  world  events, — suggesting 
ways  of  making  inner  effort  reinforce  or  forestall  the  effects  of  what  seemed 
likely  to  take  place  in  the  outer  world.  It  has  thrown  such  clear  light  on  the 
unseen  conflict  and  forces  that  none  of  us  can  plead  ignorance  or  lack  of  oppor- 
tunity to  engage  in  the  contest  that  has  been  waged  under  the  leadership,  as  some 
of  us  believe,  of  the  Lodge  of  Masters.  At  no  other  time  has  the  understanding 
and  clear  sightedness  of  the  writers  for  this  magazine  been  so  evident  to  readers 
outside  our  membership,  and  so  genuinely  appreciated.  Frequently,  gratitude 
leads  someone  to  write — "I  did  not  know  what  to  think  about  so-and-so,  until 
the  QUARTERLY  came;  now  I  am  no  longer  confused,  now  I  see  what  it  all  means." 

About  the  plans  for  the  magazine  during  the  coming  year  it  is  not  for  me 
to  speak.  I  should,  however,  like  to  suggest  that  those  who  are  seeking  opportunities 
to  express  their  love  and  devotion  to  Mr.  Griscom,  who  made  the  QUARTERLY, 
will  find  one  appropriate  means  in  the  promotion  of  the  circulation  of  the  maga- 
zine. There  is  no  desire  that  its  circulation  should  run  into  large  figures,  but 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  91 

rather  that  it  should  reach  everyone  of  those  comparatively  few  people  who  at 
present  have  an  ear  open  to  its  message,  and  hearts  ready  to  respond.  To  double 
our  subscription  list  would  be  easy — by  any  one  of  a  dozen  methods ;  but  it  is 
only  by  devoted  and  constant  work  that  our  members  in  different  parts  of  the 
world  can  discover,  one  by  one,  the  waiting  individuals  to  whom  it  should  go. 
Beyond  the  reach  of  their  acquaintance,  always  stand  the  libraries,  through  which 
many  personally  unknown  to  them  may  be  reached,  if  the  magazine  is  placed  there. 

The   Quarterly  Book  Department 

To  this  organization,  independent  of  the  Society  in  financial  responsibility  and 
management,  but  also  an  integral  part  of  our  work,  acknowledgment  should  be 
made  for  great  service  to  the  Cause.  The  year  has  not  been  marked  by  new 
publications,  but  there  have  been  important  reprints  of  some  of  our  most  valued 
books.  One  significant  feature  of  the  book  business  has  been  the  extent  of  the 
demand  for  its  publications  outside  our  own  ranks, — the  books  chiefly  so  ordered 
being  both  volumes  of  Fragments,  and  the  Abridgment  of  the  Secret  Doctrine. 

For  the  coming  year  the  Book  Department  has  the  promise  of  the  opportunity 
to  bring  out  in  book  form  selected  portions  of  Mr.  Griscom's  contributions  to  the 
literature  of  the  Movement : — his  "Elementary  Articles,"  making  one  book ;  articles 
on  related  subjects,  in  pamphlet  form;  and  a  collection  of  his  letters  to  various 
individuals. 

A  Personal  Acknowledgment 

Again,  I  must  repeat  that,  as  I  review  the  year,  my  first  thanks  go  to  the 
Masters  who  have  been  pleased  to  use  my  poor  service  in  their  great  cause ; 
next  come  to  mind  my  fellow  officers,  whose  counsel  and  constant  support  is  my 
unfailing  refuge.  The  Assistant  Secretary  asks  that  mention  also  be  made  of 
those  members  who  have  so  generously  given  of  their  time  for  the  work  of  this 
office  that  is  carried  on  in  New  York,  under  the  direction  of  the  Assistant  Secre- 
tary. In  the  care  of  the  subscription  lists,  and  addressing  of  envelopes  for 
mailing  the  magazine,  four  should  be  specially  mentioned, — Mrs.  Helle,  Mrs.  Vaile, 
Miss  Graves  and  Miss  Hascall.  In  the  filling  of  book  orders,  correspondence,  etc., 
constant  help  has  been  given  by  Miss  Youngs;  Miss  Chickering;  Miss  Bell;  Miss 
Lewis;  and  Miss  Wood.  (Parenthetically,  I  should  like  to  add  that  letters 
relating  to  the  foregoing  classes  of  work  might  better  be  addressed  to  P.  O.  Box 
64,  Station  O,  New  York,  instead  of  being  sent  to  the  Secretary's  office  and  for- 
warded from  there.) 

What  opportunities  for  service,  what  tests  of  our  devotion,  the  coming  year 
may  hold  must  be  unknown  to  us,  but  we  have  the  deepest  cause  for  rejoicing  in 
the  unity  and  common  devotion  to  the  Movement  with  which  we  stand,  shoulder 
to  shoulder,  facing  the  future,  joyously,  as  we  review  the  wonderful  leading  of 

the  Past  Respectfully  submitted, 

ADA  GREGG, 
Secretary,  The  Theosophical  Society. 

THE  CHAIRMAN:  No  one  will  wonder  that  your  Chairman  said  that  the 
presentation  of  this  report  was  something  that  we  had  looked  forward  to,  year 
after  year,  with  just  the  same  gladness  that  we  find  now  in  our  hearts.  I  know 
that  Mr.  Perkins  has  something  that  he  wants  to  say  to  us  on  this  subject: 

MR.  PERKINS  :  We  who  have  been  privileged  to  come  to  this  Convention  year 
after  year,  look  to  Mrs.  Gregg's  report  as  one  of  the  bright  spots  of  the  Con- 
vention, and  we  look  forward  to  Mrs.  Gregg's  standing  up  and  reading  that  report 
to  us,  because  it  is  a  message  direct  from  her  heart.  We  did  not  see  her  this 


92  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

time,  but  we  know  that  all  through  the  year,  all  over  the  world,  that  message  of 
the  Secretary  is  going  out.  So  many  of  the  present  members  first  came  into  touch 
with  the  Movement,  years  ago,  by  writing  to  Ada  Gregg,  Secretary  T.  S. ;  her 
letters  were  the  first  channel  to  them  of  the  life  and  meaning  of  the  Theosophical 
Movement.  It  is  part  of  the  meaning  of  the  Convention  that  membership  in  The 
Theosophical  Society  is  a  membership  of  souls,  of  hearts;  and  one  of  the  joys 
in  coming  to  this  Convention  is  always  the  steady  fire  of  the  heart  of  Ada  Gregg, 
poured  out  for  the  Movement.  I  want  to  suggest  that,  in  accepting  this  report 
with  thanks,  the  Convention  send  Mrs.  Gregg  some  flowers,  and  a  word  of  greeting, 
in  some  such  simple  form  as  the  following,  which  I  think  all  of  us  would  like 
to  sign: 

"The  Convention  of  1919  of  The  Theosophical  Society  sends  its  love  and  cordial 
greetings  to  that  dear  and  faithful  friend  who  has  given  herself  so  generously 
in  its  service,  and  whose  devotion  to  the  Theosophical  Movement  is  treasured  as 
one  of  its  shining  jewels." 

MR.  HARGROVE:  It  used  to  be  my  privilege,  in  years  past,  to  join  with  others 
in  expressing  to  Mrs.  Gregg  the  gratitude  of  the  Convention.  I  think  that  Mr. 
Perkins's  idea  is  a  splendid  one,  and  I  am  exceedingly  glad  it  is  going  to  be 
done.  I  know  everyone  here  would  wish  to  sign  that  recognition.  I  know  that 
it  has  been  a  deep  grief  to  Mrs.  Gregg  not  to  be  present,  and  I  do  not  see 
what  else  we  can  do  than  convey  to  her  in  this  way,  some  expression  of  our 
own  feeling.  I  know  how  deeply  all  of  us  miss  her  presence  here.  As  Mr.  Per- 
kins said,  she  makes  her  own,  unique  contribution.  No  one  else  could  make  it  for 
her.  It  is  not  only  one  of  the  happy  episodes  of  the  Convention,  but  one  of 
the  most  appealing, — to  see  that  dear  lady  get  up  and  to  recognize  the  same  spirit 
burning  there  as  always,  in  the  service  of  the  Society.  Personally,  I  want  to 
use  this  opportunity  to  convey  on  the  part  of  the  older  members,  the  deepest 
affection  for  Mrs.  Gregg,  the  utmost  respect  for  her  years  of  devotion  and  sacri- 
fice, and  the  prayer  that  she  may  be  spared  for  years  to  come,  not  only  for  our 
own  sakes,  but  for  the  sake  of  the  work. 

MR.  WOODBRIDGE  :  It  is  my  privilege  to  speak  about  Mrs.  Gregg  on  behalf  of 
the  younger  and  newer  members  of  the  Society,  who  have  unbounded  admiration 
for  that  gallant  little  cavalryman  who  each  year  has  stood  up  and  given  us  not 
only  in  her  written  report,  but  in  herself  so  much  that  we  may  carry  away.  In 
the  QUARTERLY  for  April,  1918,  in  the  article  entitled  "Lodge  Dialogues,"  three 
primary  requisites  of  the  Society  were  given:  loyalty,  humility,  and  love.  I  am 
sure  that  to  many  of  the  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY  there  must  have  come  the 
picture  of  our  Secretary.  In  her  report  she  expressed  those  qualities  uncon- 
sciously, just  as  she  has  expressed  them  in  her  life.  I  take  great  pleasure  in 
seconding  the  motion  on  behalf  of  the  younger  members. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  I  know  you  will  all  wish  to  have  a  chance  to  give  some 
direct  expression  of  your  feeling,  so  I  will  ask  for  a  rising  vote.  [Rising  vote 
was  given  with  enthusiasm.] 

MR.  HARGROVE:  I  am  not  willing  to  leave  this  to  anybody  else.  If  Mr.  Johnston 
were  here  it  would  be  another  matter.  I  want  to  move  a  vote  of  thanks  to  Miss 
Perkins  for  the  enormous  amount  of  work  that  she  has  done  during  the  past  year. 
[Applause.]  There  are  not  many  perhaps,  who  realize  it  as  I  do  (although  all 
of  you  evidently  know  a  great  deal  about  it).  The  fact  is,  she  has  done  an 
almost  incredible  amount  of  work,  directly  and  indirectly, — as  Assistant  Secretary, 
as  Manager  of  the  Quarterly  Book  Department,  and  in  a  great  many  other  ways. 
She  has  been  helped  by  other  ladies  at  the  Community  House  and  in  the  Society. 
I  think  you  ought  to  know  that, — some  of  those  ladies  whose  names  have  been 
mentioned  already  and  others,  too,  have  devoted  every  moment  of  their  spare 
time  to  helping  Miss  Perkins,  who,  of  course,  would  be  the  first  to  say  that 
without  their  help  she  could  not. possibly  have  accomplished  what  she  has  accom- 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  93 

plished.  I  would  like  to  move,  and  the  motion  is  already  seconded,  that  this 
Society  officially  pass  a  vote  of  thanks  to  Miss  Perkins  for  the  great  service 
that  she  has  rendered  during  the  past  year. 

The  vote  was  unanimously  carried. 

The  next  business  being  the  report  of  the  Treasurer,  Mr.  Hargrove  was 
asked  to  take  the  Chair. 

PROFESSOR  MITCHELL:  I  feel  that  the  vote  of  thanks  that  has  just  been  passed 
is  a  very  fitting  preface  to  the  Treasurer's  report,  because  the  treasurership  has 
become  an  honorary  office,  the  labours  of  the  position  being  almost  wholly,  if 
not  entirely,  fulfilled  by  the  Assistant  Treasurer,  who  is  one  of  those  many  helpers 
— but  to  the  Treasurer,  at  least,  a  very  primary  and  chief  helper — to  whom  we 
have  just  wished  to  acknowledge  our  gratitude.  Therefore  let  me  begin  by 
expressing  my  own  indebtedness  to  the  Assistant  Treasurer,  Miss  Youngs. 

REPORT  OF  THE  THEOSOPHICAL  SOCIETY 
April  23,  1918— April  24,  1919 
GENERAL  FUND  AS  PER  LEDGER 
Receipts  Disbursements 

Dues  from  members $673.22      Secretary's  office $121.75 

Subscriptions  &  donations  to  the  Printing     &      Mailing     THEO- 

THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 738.42         SOPHICAL    QUARTERLY     (four 

General  contributions 198.30         numbers)   1,512.45 

Expense  of   Subscription  Dept. 

1,609.94         of  QUARTERLY 30.10 

Deficit  April  24,  1919 146.45      Miscellaneous  (rents,  etc.) 65.00 

Collections .46 

1,756.39 

1,729.76 
Deficit  April  23,  1918 26.63 


1,756.39  1,756.39 


FINANCIAL  STATEMENT 
(Including  Special  Accounts) 

General  Fund 

Receipts   1,609.94      Disbursements 1,756.39 

Deficit  April  24,  1919 146.45 


1,756.39  1,756.39 


Special  Publication  Account 
Balance  April  23,  1918 312.00      Balance  April  24,  1919 312.00 

Discretionary  Expense  Account 
Balance  April  23,  1918 483.00      Balance  April  24,  1919 483.00 


795.00 
Deficit  in  General  Fund  April  24,  1919 146.45 


Final  Balance,  April  24,  1919 648.55 

On  deposit  in  Corn  Exchange  Bank,  April  24,  1919 $1,095.38 

Outstanding  checks  uncashed 446.83 


Funds  of  Special  Publication  and  Discretionary  Expense  Account       648.55     648.55 

HENRY  BEDINGER  MITCHELL,  Treasurer. 


94  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

We  are  returning  to  the  familiar  days  when  we  are  running  with  a  deficit 
year  after  year.  How  it  is  done,  I  never  could  say.  There  is,  however,  some- 
thing very  cheerful  in  the  condition,  if  we  look  back  to  what  has  been  accom- 
plished in  this  way  in  the  past.  If  we  were  to  look  at  our  deficit  in  the  ordinary 
way,  I  should  be  obliged  to  point  out  to  you  that  for  two  years  we  have  been 
running  at  a  loss.  May  I  call  your  attention  to  another  fact  that  is  of  interest : 
the  expense  of  producing  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY  for  the  past  year  has  been 
greater  than  ever  before,  owing  to  the  large  increase  in  the  cost  of  paper,  printing 
and  binding.  This  increased  expense  was  unavoidable,  but  it  transpires  that  the 
increase  in  the  amount  received  from  the  QUARTERLY  in  subscriptions  and  dona- 
tions exceeds  the  increase  in  the  cost  of  producing  it.  I  do  not  think  any  other 
magazine  is  brought  out  with  so  little  expense  as  the  QUARTERLY;  all  the  work 
done  on  it  is  a  labour  of  love;  the  Society  has  only  to  pay  for  paper,  printing, 
and  postage.  With  these  explanations,  I  beg  to  present  the  report  which  I  have 
already  read  and  to  ask  your  acceptance  of  it. 

It  was  duly  moved  and  seconded  that  the  report  be  accepted  with  the 
thanks  of  the  Convention;  unanimously  carried. 

REPORT  OF  THE  COMMITTEE  ON  NOMINATIONS 

[The  Chairman,  finding  that  two  of  the  standing  committees  were  prepared 
to  report  before  the  recess,  called  at  this  time  for  those  reports.] 

MR.  MITCHELL  :  There  are  two  vacancies  on  the  Executive  Committee,  and 
for  them  your  Committee  presents  the  names  of  Dr.  Keightley  and  Mr.  Perkins. 
We  also  nominate  Mrs.  Gregg  as  Secretary ;  Miss  Perkins  as  Assistant  Secretary ; 
Professor  Mitchell  as  Treasurer;  Miss  Youngs  as  Assistant  Treasurer. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  Being  a  report  of  a  Committee,  no  second  is  necessary.  Is 
it  your  pleasure  that  the  nominations  be  accepted  complete  or  separately?  Moved 
by  the  Reverend  Acton  Griscom,  seconded  by  Mrs.  Coryell,  that  the  nominations 
be  accepted  complete,  as  they  stand.  Moved  by  Dr.  Clark  and  seconded  by  Cap- 
tain Auchincloss  that  the  Secretary  be  instructed  to  cast  one  ballot.  The  motion 
was  unanimously  carried;  and  the  Secretary  declared  the  ballot  cast. 

REPORT  OF  THE  COMMITTEE  ON  LETTERS  OF  GREETING 

MR.  PERKINS  :  The  Committee  has  a  number  of  most  excellent  letters.  I 
should  like  to  ask  permission  to  read  extracts  from  them  now,  and  then  later, 
if  there  is  time,  we  can  go  back  and  read  additional  extracts.  [Such  excerpts 
from  the  letters  of  greeting  as  space  admits  of  printing  will  be  found  following 
the  end  of  the  Convention  Report] 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  I  think  we  should  be  very  grateful  to  the  Committee  on 
Letters  of  Greeting  for  what  they  have  presented  to  us.  It  is  now  time  to 
adjourn  this  morning  session,  but  before  adjournment  there  are  a  number  of 
announcements  to  be  made :  first,  as  to  the  luncheon  given  by  the  New  York 
Branch  to  visiting  delegates  and  members.  It  is  a  period  of  informal  discussion, 
of  getting  to  know  one  another  better,  which  I,  personally,  look  upon  as  one  of 
the  most  valuable  and  most  delightful  features  of  the  day.  I  hope  everyone 
present  will  accept  the  invitation  from  the  Branch  to  go  with  us  to  this  luncheon. 
I  would  also  urge  that  all  visiting  members  and  delegates  should  make  themselves 
personally  known  to  the  Chairman.  Then  I  want  to  deliver  a  message  from 
Mrs.  Gregg.  She  is  very  much  troubled  lest  we  should  feel  any  hesitancy  in  using 
her,  and  her  office,  because  she  is  not  able  to  be  here  to-day.  And  she  begs  of  us, 
not  to  think  of  her  as  unable  to  continue  her  work,  but  to  write  to  her  just  as 
in  the  past.  [The  Chairman  also  announced  the  meeting  of  the  New  York  Branch, 
Saturday  evening;  the  Convention  lecture,  Sunday  afternoon,  by  Mr.  E.  T. 
Hargrove,  on  "Theosophy" ;  and  the  tea  which  followed  the  lecture.] 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  95 

MR.  HARGROVE:  When  we  reassemble  here,  I  would  like  to  suggest  that  the 
first  business  be  to  welcome  Dr.  Keightley,  and  to  hear  his  report  and  letter  from 
England.  Other  letters  have  been  read  this  morning  from  those  who  were  not 
able  to  come  here.  Colonel  Knoff,  among  others,  was  very  anxious  to  attend  the 
Convention,  but  found  it  absolutely  impossible.  We  heard  his  very  delightful 
letter.  We  are  so  fortunate  as  to  have  Dr.  Keightley  with  us,  and  I  know  we  all 
want  to  hear  from  him. 

The  Convention  then  adjourned  to  reconvene  at  half  after  two  o'clock. 

AFTERNOON  SESSION 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  Before  we  proceed  with  the  afternoon  session,  the  Treasurer 
would  like  to  make  an  announcement :  in  the  interval  between  the  morning  and 
afternoon  sessions,  he  has  received  a  check  which  wipes  out  two  thirds  of  the 
deficit,  with  the  simple  message,  "Towards  the  deficit  and  in  memory  of  Mr. 
Griscom."  Perhaps  it  is  because  of  such  things  as  this,  that  the  Society  has  been 
able  to  go  on  year  after  year  with  a  deficit  and  still  have  funds  to  do  all  that  is 
necessary.* 

The  first  business  of  the  afternoon  session  is  the  continuing  of  greetings  to 
the  Convention.  The  Chair  calls  for  Dr.  Keightley  as  representative  of  the  work 
in  England. 

DR.  KEIGHTLEY  :  To  the  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  in  Convention 
Assembled:  As  General  Secretary  of  The  Theosophical  Society  in  England,  I 
desire  to  present  the  greetings  of  all  the  members  in  that  country,  and  to  express, 
on  their  behalf  and  my  own,  the  hope  that  the  deliberations  of  the  day  may  be 
attended,  not  merely  with  all  success,  but  with  that  union  of  hearts  and  minds 
which  leads  to  effective  work  and  to  the  dissemination  of  theosophical  principles. 

Although  we  meet  now  with  the  prospect  of  peace  being  concluded,  we  are 
still  under  the  terms  of  the  armistice,  and  it  cannot  be  said,  so  far  as  Europe  is 
concerned,  that  mankind  as  a  whole  is  very  much  nearer  to  the  realization  of  that 
peace  which  all  men  ardently  desire.  We  are  not  set  free — no  nation  on  earth  is 
set  free — from  that  self-seeking  which  led  to  the  war;  from  the  assertion  of  the 
power  of  one  individual  over  another.  And  it  would  really  seem  that  we  have 
brought  ourselves  face  to  face  with  a  material  destruction  which,  in  the  majority 
of  instances,  has  not  taught  its  lesson  to  those  who  live  by  assertion  of  self. 
One  fact  seems  clear  to  those  who  are  living  in  the  midst  of  the  conditions  created 
by  the  war :  it  is  that  the  remedy  for  the  disease  which  we  may  call  military  madness 
is  not  to  be  found  in  indulgence — in  those  moral,  or  rather  unmoral  qualities  which 
form  the  basis  of  ordinary  external  life — but  that  the  remedy  is  to  be  sought  in 
devotion  to  higher  principles  than  those  which  are  the  basis  of  the  ordinary  life 
of  mankind.  Aside  from  all  the  undoubted  evils  which  the  war  has  created  and 
which  have  been  the  result  of  the  war,  we  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society 
have  the  remedy;  it  is  expressed  in  the  words  Universal  Brotherhood. 

But  speaking  as  one  of  the  oldest  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society, 
Universal  Brotherhood  does  not  mean  a  namby-pamby,  sentimental  kind  of 
Socialism,  but  the  integrating  value,  the  healing,  whole-making  remedy  for  those 
qualities  which  defile  the  very  soul  of  man;  the  effort  to  live  by  such  principles 
as  would  lead  man  away  from  the  passions  and  vices  which  deform  and  destroy 
men's  souls ;  the  effort  to  understand  those  forces  and  qualities  which  are  summed 
up  as  "envy,  malice,  hatred,  and  all  uncharitableness,"  which,  in  our  own  familiar 
lives,  we  know  break  up  the  conditions  under  which  we  live.  To  almost  all  of  us 
it  is  a  familiar  fact  that  anger  exerts  a  disruptive  force  on  the  nervous  system ; 
envy  creates  a  sort  of  mean  snatching  after  something  which  is  not  our  own ;  fear 


*  Contributions,    also    in    memory    of    Mr.    Griscom,    were   received    later,    which    completely 
wiped  out  the  debit  balance,  and  gave  the  General  Fund  (65.00  with  which  to  start  the  new  year. 


96  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

has  a  physical  effect  on  the  nervous  system,  and  it  is  familiar  to  many  of  us  that 
there  is  a  physical  sinking  at  the  pit  of  the  stomach  as  the  result  of  the  sensation 
of  fear.  All  these  things  should  give  us  some  guidance  as  to  the  nature  of  the 
forces  which  oppose  Universal  Brotherhood.  And  so  it  is  that,  speaking  as  an 
official  of  the  Society,  I  would  lay  before  the  Convention  the  world's  great  need 
for  a  new  type  of  education,  which  shall  no  longer  develop  in  mankind  those 
qualities  and  those  disruptive  forces  which  brought  on  the  war. 

One  result  of  the  war  has  been  the  difficulty  of  communication.  The  greetings 
from  Branches  in  England  will  show  that  it  has  not  been  possible  to  hold  many 
meetings.  The  means  of  communication  were  not  there;  the  service  of  trams  and 
omnibuses  was  curtailed;  members  could  not  get  about;  there  was  no  light  in  the 
streets;  the  windows  had  to  be  darkened;  it  was  really  impossible  to  hold  the 
meetings  except  in  the  early  afternoons,  at  times  when  almost  all  the  members 
were  busy  with  their  ordinary  occupations.  One  result  of  this  has  been  that  the 
membership  in  England  has  remained  exactly  the  same,  although  two  members 
have  been  removed  by  death,  and  the  same  number  have  joined.  Consequently 
it  might  seem  that  our  national  Branch  is  inert,  but  I  believe  that  this  is  not  the 
case,  for  those  members  who  have  been  actively  at  work  before  are  still  at  work, 
in  the  immediate  circles  of  those  who  surround  them,  with  an  added  sense  of 
the  results  of  the  war  and  an  eager  determination  to  carry  on  the  work  which 
they  have  at  heart.  And  in  that  work,  I  do  not  think  there  is  one  member  in 
England  who  would  not  desire,  through  my  agency  and  by  my  lips,  to  convey 
their  deep  sense  of  the  debt  of  gratitude  that  they  owe  to  their  brethren  of 
America  for  maintaining  and  sending  to  them  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY;  and 
they  would  wish  me  to  add  to  these  brief  words  of  gratitude,  their  sense  of  the 
loss  which  you  and  we  have  sustained  in  Mr.  Griscom's  removal  from  active 
external  life. 

Supplementing  this  more  formal  report,  I  would  like  to  give  you  some  idea 
of  the  work  Madame  Blavatsky  used  to  do,  as  I  was  privileged  to  know  of  it 
Her  various  publications,  beginning  with  Isis  Unveiled,  written  here  in  New  York, 
were  carried  on,  when  she  went  to  India,  in  books  and  in  the  early  numbers  of  the 
Theosophist;  carried  on  until  she  began  to  edit  her  own  magazine,  Lucifer.  Her 
work  in  the  intervening  years  consisted  in  the  publication  of  The  Secret  Doctrine; 
The  Key  to  Theosophy;  The  Voice  of  the  Silence — in  writing  innumerable  private 
letters  to  individuals,  as  Corresponding  Secretary  of  The  Theosophical  Society; 
and  in  interviews  with  people  who  came  to  call  upon  her.  Only  those  in  her 
immediate  vicinity  could  know  of  the  actual  amount  of  labour  which  Madame 
Blavatsky  undertook.  I  do  not  think  I  am  exaggerating  in  saying  that  her  day 
began  well  before  six  o'clock  in  the  morning,  and  with  very  brief  and  irregular 
intervals  for  meals,  went  on  until  after  eight  o'clock  at  night ;  occasionally  she 
stopped  earlier  when  she  had  to  entertain  visitors  to  the  Society,  and  hold 
meetings  in  her  rooms.  After  this  was  over,  back  she  would  go  again  to  her  desk, 
and  her  pen  never  rested  until  after  midnight.  This  was  her  life  when  I  went 
to  greet  her  at  Ostend;  I  saw  it  go  on  in  London  for  the  next  five  years,  and  I 
have  good  reason  for  believing  that  her  life  of  practical  devotion  to  the  interests 
of  the  work  she  was  sent  to  carry  on  never  ceased.  We  speak  amongst  ourselves 
of  being  able  to  devote  our  leisure  time  to  the  interests  of  the  work.  Madame 
Blavatsky  had  no  moments  at  all  which  you  would  call  "of  leisure." 

At  the  beginning  of  her  life  in  America,  before  the  Society  was  founded, 
came  one  of  the  many  peculiar  incidents  in  it.  She  had  been  ordered  to  go  to  a 
banking  house  in  Paris  and  to  receive  there  a  considerable  sum  of  money;  she 
was  to  take  it  to  New  York,  and  await  directions.  She  got  the  money  and  left 
in  great  haste;  she  had  to  take  the  first  steamer  possible.  She  had  money  enough 
of  her  own  to  get  a  saloon  passage  from  a  port  in  France  to  New  York,  but 
finding  at  the  steamer  a  woman  in  great  distress  because  of  the  loss  of  her  ticket, 


T.   S.   ACTIVITIES  97 

Madame  Blavatsky  surrendered  her 'saloon  ticket  and  went  steerage,  so  that  she 
could  pay  for  the  other  woman's  passage.  She  arrived  in  New  York  without  the 
least  idea  of  where  she  was  to  go,  with  no  money  at  all  of  her  own,  and  had  to 
maintain  herself  by  making  wax  flowers.  By  and  by  she  received  directions  to  go 
to  Buffalo;  she  went,  carrying  with  her  the  sum  of  money  she  had  received  from 
the  bankers  in  Paris.  As  I  heard  her  narrate  the  story,  she  arrived  in  Buffalo 
after  dark.  Having  been  told  to  follow  her  instinct,  she  went  through  the  streets 
till  she  came  to  the  place  she  was  to  go  to.  She  knocked  at  the  door ;  a  man  came 
down ;  she  ascertained  that  he  was  the  man  to  whom  the  money  was  to  be  given, 
gave  it  to  him  and  departed.  She  found  afterward  that  the  man  was  on  the  point 
of  committing  suicide ;  he  was  in  debt  and  what  he  received  was  due  him.  That 
instances  one  of  those  many  journeys  which  Madame  Blavatsky  took.  She  used 
to  say,  when  referring  to  them,  that  she  was  told  to  follow  her  occult  nose.  She 
knew  no  reluctance  and  no  hesitancy  in  carrying  out  the  directions  given  her,  no 
matter  what  the  distance,  nor  how  arduous  the  task.  I  wish  I  could  convey  to  you 
some  idea  of  the  difficulties  which  she  met;  there  were  the  difficulties  created  for 
her  by  many  who  were  her  familiar  friends ;  there  were  the  obstacles  put  in  her 
way  by  those  who  were  opposed  to  her, — critics  innumerable,  and  great  hostility. 
She  had  all  the  work  to  do.  There  might  be  one  or  two  of  us  who  could  be 
trusted  in  a  small  way  to  carry  out  certain  details, — but  in  doing  them  we  usually 
got  in  her  way.  Really  she  had  to  do  the  whole  thing;  the  work  and  the  burden 
lay  on  her  shoulders.  And  it  is  to  her  whole-souled  devotion  to  the  principles  of 
Theosophy  that  we  owe,  at  the  present  moment,  a  knowledge  of  those  philosophies, 
ideals,  and  methods  which  we  are  accustomed  to  call  Theosophy. 

Our  debt  of  gratitude  to  Madame  Blavatsky,  and  to  those  who  sent  her,  is 
deeper  than  we  know;  her  devotion  to  the  work  involved  complete  sacrifice  of  what 
makes  life  sweet  to  most  people.  It  was  not  only  laying  aside  self  and  assuming 
unpleasantnesses  and  difficulties,  it  included  also  what  I  would  call  vicarious 
atonement.  I  remember  Madame  Blavatsky's  speaking  on  the  point.  She  would 
not  call  it  vicarious  atonement,  but  what  she  said  was  to  this  effect,  that  the  forces 
which  oppose  truth  and  right  in  the  world  are  always  attacking  those  who  hold  up 
the  standard,  and  that  she,  by  her  immolation  for  the  work,  was  a  kind  of  lightning 
conductor,  carrying  off  the  electric  storms  which  smote  the  Society;  so  the  Society 
was  enabled  to  live.  '  I  know  that  I  am  speaking  to  those  who  appreciate  the  real 
depth  and  value  of  the  Theosophical  principles,  and  it  seems  fitting  that  they 
should  learn,  quietly  and  steadily,  what  depths  of  sacrifice  have  been  entailed  on 
the  part  of  those  who  have  held  up  the  standard  of  the  Movement.  In  the  case 
of  Madame  Blavatsky,  it  involved  deliberate  sacrifice  of  all  that  makes  self  and 
the  life  of  the  self  worth  living.  You  lay  it  aside  and  you  pick  up  a  sort  of  shirt 
of  nettles  which  stings  and  which  you  endure.  One  speaks  of  it  as  a  shirt  of 
nettles  because  it  is  a  sort  of  nettle  rash.  It  is  as  if  you  were  perpetually  being 
poisoned.  It  is  as  if  you  had  to  throw  off  and  slough  off  all  the  poison  that  came 
into  the  Theosophical  system.  It  was  as  if  Madame  Blavatsky,  in  her  own  person, 
had  become  the  body  corporate  of  The  Theosophical  Society. 

REPORT  OF  THE  COMMITTEE  ON  RESOLUTIONS 
MR.  HARGROVE:    Mr.  Chairman  and  Fellow  Members: 
There  are  certain  resolutions  which  we  pass  from  year  to  year: 
I.    RESOLVED,  That  Mr.  Johnston  as  Chairman  of  the  Executive  Committee  be 
authorized  to  reply  to  the  letters  of  greeting. 

This  ought  to  read,  this  year,  because  of  Mr.  Johnston's  absence,  Mr.  Johnston 
or  some  other  officer  of  the  Society.  There  are  a  number  of  these  letters  that  call 
for  particular  acknowledgment,  and  I  am  sure  that  it  would  be  the  wish  of  the 
Convention  to  authorize  the  officers  to  deal  with  these  letters  as  may  be  possible. 
[Passed.] 
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II.  RESOLVED,    That    this    Convention    of    The    Theosophical    Society    hereby 
requests   and   authorizes   visits   of   the   officers   of   the    Society   to   the    Branches. 
[Passed.] 

III.  RESOLVED,  That   the   thanks   of   the   Convention   and  of   the   Society   be 
extended   to   the   New  York  Branch   for   the   hospitality   received.     [Passed.] 

Now  we  come  to  the  resolution  which  we  hope  you  will  discuss  fully.  At  the 
last  three  Conventions,  resolutions  of  one  kind  or  another  have  been  passed  in 
regard  to  the  War.  We  have  been  confronted  with  a  rather  serious  difficulty. 
It  is  evident  that  this  Society  cannot  and  should  not  be  involved,  in  any  way, 
in  political  questions,  and  it  is  not  easy  to  express  an  opinion  about  current 
problems  which  are  not,  in  one  way  or  another,  mixed  up  with  politics.  Current 
problems,  however,  problems  in  which  principles  are  involved,  we  are  interested  in, 
concerned  in,  and  it  is  our  duty,  as  members  of  the  Society,  to  recognize  those 
principles  and  to  support  them,  to  stand  for  them.  Vital  principles  were  involved 
during  the  War.  It  has  been  said  that  the  War  externalized,  brought  out  into 
visibility,  so  to  speak,  the  age-long  conflict  between  the  forces  which  make  for 
righteousness  and  those  that  make  for  evil.  Now  it  so  happened  that  those  forces,  on 
this  side  and  on  that,  were  represented  by  certain  nations.  It  was  almost  impossible 
to  make  a  political  question  out  of  such  a  struggle.  Yet  we  have  seen  in  recent 
weeks,  in  spite  of  the  fact  that  it  still  is  a  question  of  principle  and  always  will  be, 
that  the  issues  of  the  war  have  been  expressed  in  terms  of  politics,  and  that  the 
whole  field  of  combat  has  been  lowered.  Of  course  the  underlying  struggle  has 
not  ceased.  That  was  pointed  out  this  morning.  All  that  has  happened — and  now 
I  am  speaking  as  an  individual  and  not  as  Chairman  of  the  Committee — all  that 
has  happened  is  that  the  leading  statesmen  of  the  world  agreed  to  compromise 
the  situation  instead  of  fighting  it  out  to  a  finish.  Perhaps  that  is  not  so 
comprehensive  a  statement  as  the  one  which  I  am  now  going  to  submit  to  you : 

IV.  Whereas  at  the  Convention  in  1915  following  the  outbreak  of  the  War, 
The  Theosophical  Society  declared 

"(a)  That  war  is  not  of  necessity  a  violation  of  Brotherhood,  but  may  on 
the  contrary  become  obligatory  in  obedience  to  the  ideal  of  Brotherhood;  and 

"(b)  That  individual  neutrality  is  wrong  if  it  be  believed  that  a  principle 
of  righteousness  is  at  stake." 

And  whereas  in  the  conduct  of  that  war  when  victory  was  within  reach,  a 
truce  was  declared  by  an  armistice  whose  conditions  were  designed  to  preclude 
the  possibility  of  further  aggression  of  evil,  but  not  designed  to  crush  that  evil; 

And  whereas  the  armistice  has  been  followed  by  the  growth  of  anarchy  and 
Bolshevism,  the  spread  beneath  the  surface  throughout  the  allied  nations  of  the 
very  evil  that  Germany  personified, 

Be  it  resolved  that  compromise  with  evil  is  as  wrong  as  is  neutrality;  and 
that  Bolshevism  is  the  very  opposite  of  Brotherhood  and  of  all  for  which  The 
Theosophical  Society  stands. 

I  do  not  believe  that  anyone  present  here  to-day  needs  to  be  convinced  either  in 
regard  to  the  first  or  in  regard  to  the  second  statement  contained  in  that  resolution. 
Certainly  no  one  here  could  imagine  that  Bolshevism  has  anything  to  do  with 
Brotherhood.  We  have  seen  before  in  the  history  of  the  world  that  Brotherhood 
is  a  word  that  is  often  used  by  those  who  are  the  reverse  of  brotherly  in  their 
attitude  toward  the  rest  of  the  world,  and  who  would  brazenly  declare  that  their 
brotherhood  is  an  exclusive  grouping  based  upon  class  distinctions,  and  that  their 
organization  is  intended  to  protect  their  group  against  the  rest  of  the  world;  or 
that  it  is  an  offensive  organization  against  the  aggression  of  the  rest  of  the  world, 
or  even  that  it  is  intended  to  grasp  at  something  which  the  organization  does  not 
already  possess.  In  this  country  there  are  many  organizations,  the  avowed  purpose 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  99 

of  which  is  to  proclaim  the  superiority  of  the  proletariat  as  against  the  bourgoisie. 
That  is  the  platform  of  the  Bolshevists, — to  tear  down,  to  grasp  power  from 
whoever  may  hold  it,  and  to  take  and  wield  that  power  for  a  section  as  against 
the  rest  of  the  community. 

Brotherhood  in  the  theosophical  sense  is  never  exclusive  of  anyone.  It  desires 
to  be  inclusive  of  all.  It  is  not  the  fault  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  as  you  well 
know,  that  it  does  not  include  all  mankind.  Yet,  even  if  we  had  the  power  to  do  so, 
we  would  not  drag  people  in, — we  would  not  force  them.  In  this  and  in  other 
ways,  the  attitude  of  the  Society  is  the  exact  opposite  of  Bolshevism,  which  sets 
up  class  against  class,  and  insists  that  merely  because  a  man  is  devoid  of  education 
or  money,  he  is  superior  to  those  who  possess  education  and  may  happen  to  own 
some  money.  Such  an  attitude  is  of  the  essence  of  evil,  of  envy,  malice  and  all 
uncharitableness.  It  is  the  same  spirit  that  possessed  Germany,  grasping  for  the 
goods  of  others;  a  spirit  that  can  very  easily  be  used  by  all  that  is  consciously  evil 
in  the  unjverse.  If  Germany  had  been  beaten,  as  she  ought  to  have  been  beaten, 
Bolshevism  would  never  have  spread  as  it  is  spreading  to-day.  One  of  the  purposes 
of  this  Resolution  is  to  declare  that  the  strength  of  Bolshevism  to-day,  in  this 
country  and  abroad,  is  due  to  the  compromise  with  evil  that  was  accepted  in  the 
case  of  Germany.  For  proof  of  this,  all  we  need  is  to  look  at  our  own  experience, 
within  ourselves;  for  surely  we  must  have  discovered,  by  this  time,  that  if  a  man 
compromises  with  the  evil  in  himself,  it  will  spread  from  one  part  to  other  parts 
of  his  nature,  and  result  in  the  upheaval  within  himself  of  other  elements  which 
heretofore  he  may  have  been  able  to  keep  down  and  under.  That  is  the  invariable 
result  of  compromise.  Evil  has  got  to  be  crushed  if  we  are  to  extract  the  virtue 
that  is  in  it.  For  evil  is  the  perversion  of  something  which  in  its  essence  is 
spiritual.  One  of  the  purposes  of  the  Society  to-day  is  to  point  to  human  experience, 
the  experience  of  each  individual,  and  to  show  that  it  is  the  expression  of  the 
same  laws  that  govern  the  experience  of  nations.  If  anyone  would  understand 
international  politics,  all  he  needs  to  do,  in  order  to  grasp  the  principles  at  stake, 
is  to  study  the  international  politics  going  on  in  his  own  nature. 

There  are  really  three,  not  two,  questions  in  this  resolution,  and  the  third  is 
the  extent  to  which  the  Society,  as  such,  ought  to  commit  itself  to  an  opinion. 
I  confess  that  this  is  a  difficult  problem.  We  ought  to  discuss  it  fully.  We  are 
prohibited  by  our  constitution  from  taking  part  in  politics.  It  would  be  fatal 
to  violate  that  rule,  not  merely  because  it  is  in  the  constitution,  but  because  the 
constitution  is  right. 

Someone  was  saying  yesterday  that,  just  as  soon  as  a  principle  has  enough 
supporters,  we,  as  a  Society,  can  no  longer  talk  about  the  principle,  because  its 
supporters  have  changed  it  into  a  policy.  An  abstract  idea,  we  can  discuss  and 
pass  resolutions  about.  But  the  instant  the  idea  becomes  concrete  and  popular, 
it  looks  as  if  the  Society  were  bound  to  remain  silent.  For  years  we  have  known 
about  Bolshevism.  But  because  Bolshevism  has  now  become  the  creed  of  a  great 
many  individuals,  it  is  represented  by  a  political  party,  and  are  we  or  are  we  not 
justified  in  discussing  it,  and  so  condemning  that  party?  Obviously,  there  are 
two  ways  of  looking  at  it.  I  have  suggested  one.  You  will  see  from  the  Resolution 
that  your  Committee  is  of  the  opinion  that  we  can  and  should  discuss  it.  I,  as  an 
individual,  feel  that  we  have  got  to  go  on  record.  So  long  as  we  stand  for 
Brotherhood,  we  have  got  to  protest  against  violations  of  Brotherhood.  We  are 
compelled  to  protest  against  what  Brotherhood  is  not.  When  we  see  organized 
murder,  masquerading  in  the  name  of  Brotherhood,  we  are  compelled,  as  part  of 
our  tribute  to  The  Theosophical  Society,  to  declare  that  that  thing  is  hideous  and 
evil.  However,  I  shall  be  glad  if  this  may  be  thoroughly  thrashed  out.  I  do  not 
believe  that  there  is  a  member  here,  man  or  woman,  who  has  not  got  opinions 
about  it,  and  just  because  I  am  so  anxious,  and  others  will  be  so  anxious  to  get 
at  those  opinions,  I  want  to  re-read  the  Resolution : 


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First,  are  we,  as  an  organization,  justified  in  declaring  our  opinion  one  way 
or  the  other  about  the  armistice  and  about  Bolshevism? 

Second,  is  it  the  opinion  of  the  organization  as  such  that  the  armistice  in  fact 
was  a  compromise  with  evil? 

Third,  is  it  the  opinion  of  this  organization  as  such,  that  Bolshevism  is  the 
opposite  of  Brotherhood? 

May  we  not  ask  for  opinions  and  for  discussion? 

THE  CHAIRMAN:  The  Convention  has  before  it  the  report  of  the  Committee 
on  Resolutions,  and  has  in  mind  the  three  questions  of  principle  which  the  Chairman 
of  the  Committee  has  laid  before  you,  asking  that  there  should  be  full,  complete, 
and  frank  discussion  of  those  principles,  by  members  here  present.  Behind  the 
Chairman's  table,  there  is  the  seal  of  the  Society,  with  its  motto :  There  is  no 
religion  higher  than  truth.  There  is  no  need  in  any  Convention  of  The  Theosophical 
Society  to  restate  its  principles.  The  truth  is  there;  the  way  in  which  we  are  to 
reach  it  is  to  go  to  the  common  stock, — each  of  us  contributing  that  fragment  of 
the  truth  which  is  contained  in  our  own  minds, — not  believing  that  that  fragment 
is  all,  but  that  it  is  of  importance.  And  therefore  I  ask  that  we  should  have  these 
three  points  as  fully  discussed  as  possible.  From  whom  may  we  hear  first? 

MR.  PERKINS  :  I  should  like  to  say  yes,  so  far  as  I  am  concerned,  to  the  three 
points  in  the  Resolution.  I  was  particularly  interested  in  what  Mr.  Hargrove  was 
saying  of  the  policy  of  the  Society.  It  would  seem  that  the  Society  must  be 
limited, — we  should  want  it  to  be  limited,  because  we  know  it  and  love  it;  we 
should  be  unwilling  to  have  it  made  the  soap-box  from  which  all  comers  could 
discuss  whatever  might  happen  to  be  in  their  minds.  We  should  wish  it  to  announce 
itself  only  on  great  issues.  I  was  asking  myself,  while  Mr.  Hargrove  was  speaking, 
what  is  to  determine  whether  an  issue  is  a  great  moral  issue,  for  we  can  hardly 
conceive  of  any  question  involving  an  individual,  or  a  group  of  individuals,  which 
cannot  be  traced  back  to  a  moral  issue.  But  surely  the  Society,  in  the  world, 
is  endeavouring  to  represent  the  life  of  the  Lodge.  One  thing  that  we  might 
conceivably  ask  ourselves,  about  such  a  question  as  this,  would  be :  Is  it  an  issue 
which  involves  the  great  Lodge  of  Masters?  Would  it  seem  to  them,  in  our 
reverent  thought,  a  problem  big  enough  to  involve  the  whole  Lodge.  That  is 
a  crude  way  of  getting  at  it,  but  I  think  the  question  instantly  throws  out  a  great 
many  little  problems;  for  the  Lodge  represents  not  only  our  local  interests,  but 
the  interests  of  all  sections  of  the  world,  and  of  all  human  thought.  Therefore, 
it  seems  to  me  that  a  great  moral  issue  must  be  one  that  we  would  immediately 
recognize  as  of  universal  significance,  one  that  would  command  the  thought 
of  the  Lodge. 

Then  what  action  must  The  Theosophical  Society  find  itself  prevented  from 
taking  if  things  become  political?  We  would  hope  that  the  Society,  using  its  own 
experience  to  look  back  over  the  past  and  forward  into  the  future,  would  be  able 
to  recognize  principles  in  events, — the  principles  which  are  behind  them;  the 
life,  the  spirit  which  is  in  them.  Is  it  not  one  of  the  privileges  and  duties  of 
the  Society  to  recognize  the  spirit  in  events,  long  before  they  have  built  them- 
selves into  political  parties ;  and  to  do  its  work  then,  before  the  time  when  it 
will  be  opposing  organized  thought,  built  into  a  political  party?  We  ought  to 
have  seen  it  and  done  it  first.  For  my  own  part,  I  would  like,  most  heartily,  to 
stand  in  favour  of  that  Resolution.  I  am  only  sorry  that  it  is  not  possible 
to  go  even  further.  It  is  the  experience  of  every  one  of  us  that  evil  compromised 
with,  leads  to  blindness,  to  paralysis,  to  that  corrosive  poisoning  which  it  always 
produces.  So  I  wish  that  The  Theosophical  Society  might  take  a  very  positive 
stand  on  that  resolution. 

MR.  MILLER:  Not  long  ago,  I  read,  I  think  in  the  Key  to  Theosophy,  that 
with  political  parties  the  Society  had  nothing  to  do ;  but  that  against  Socialism 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  101 

its  face  was  set.  The  reason  was  the  same  as  that  which  Mr.  Hargrove  gave  for 
our  opposition  to  Bolshevism ;  namely,  opposition  to  envy  and  self-seeking.  There- 
fore it  seems  to  me  that  in  adopting  this  Resolution,  the  Society  would  be  following 
a  good  precedent.  I  also  feel  that  we  can  find  out  something  that  each  one  of 
us  can  do  about  it  in  a  practical  way,  if  we  remember  that  each  of  us  reflects 
in  his  own  nature  everything  in  the  universe,  and  therefore  Bolshevism;  that 
each  one  should  do  his  utmost  to  stamp  it  out  of  his  own  nature. 

DR.  CLARK  :  I  have  been  asking  myself  what  is  involved  in  the  Society's 
pronouncing  on  this  Resolution.  It  might  clear  up  difficulties,  if  we  go  back  into 
the  past,  face  a  similar  situation  there,  see  what  we  should  like  the  Society  to 
have  done,  and  then  apply  our  conclusion  to  the  situation  to-day.  Let  us  go  back 
to  1792:  In  England  people  were  stirred  to  the  depths  over  the  question  of  pro- 
portionate representation  in  Parliament.  Those  who  favoured  it  and  those  who  did 
not  said  that  a  moral  principle  was  at  stake.  Turning  to  France,  at  about  the 
same  time,  we  find  taking  place  there :  the  murder  of  the  King  and  Queen ;  the 
organized  murder  of  innocent  citizens,  and  the  confiscation  of  their  goods; 
the  exaltation  of  the  indecencies  of  life.  Now  what  would  we  have  wished  to 
be  the  attitude  of  such  a  Society  as  ours  upon  the  questions  in  England  and 
France,  both  of  which  were  taken  up  by  political  parties?  Certainly  a  moral 
principle  was  involved  in  proportionate  representation,  but  let  us  use  Mr.  Perkins's 
criterion,  and  ask,  did  it  affect  anything  outside  of  England,  did  it  affect  the 
spiritual  world?  What  was  the  effect  of  that  action  going  on  in  Paris,  where 
they  were  making  legitimate  those  things  which  all  civilization  had  branded  as  evil? 
What  action  must  be  taken  by  a  Society  devoted  to  the  study  of  religion, 
philosophy,  and  science?  To  my  mind  the  conclusion  is  clear,  for  I  see  at  work 
there  a  principle  of  evil,  subverting  those  forms  through  which  the  spiritual 
world  manifests  itself,  and  hence  at  work  against  the  spiritual  world  itself.  It 
seems  to  me  that  the  Society  must  take  action  whenever  it  finds  itself  facing 
forces — whether  under  the  wing  of  a  political  party  or  not — which  are  against 
the  spiritual  world  and  against  those  leaders  whom  we  believe  to  be  back  of 
the  Theosophical  Movement.  So  now  I  do  not  see  how  our  loyalty  to  them, 
our  gratitude,  could  lead  us  to  do  anything  else  than  declare  ourselves,  in  the 
most  emphatic  way,  against  the  evil  set  forth  in  the  Resolution  before  us. 

After  speeches  by  Captain  Hohnstedt,  Captain  Auchincloss,  Mr.  Barrett,  Mr. 
Saxe,  Mr.  Banner,  and  Mr.  Grant,  all  of  whom  strongly  endorsed  the  Resolution, 
Mr.  J.  F.  B.  Mitchell  expressed  the  hope  that  it  would  be  passed,  saying  further : 

MR.  J.  F.  B.  MITCHELL:  It  seems  to  me  there  can  be  no  discussion  as  to 
whether  Bolshevism  is  Brotherhood ;  organized  murder  is  not  Brotherhood.  It 
is  equally  clear  that  the  armistice  was  a  compromise  with  evil,  and  compromise 
in  any  form  is  betrayal  of  the  Masters'  Cause.  What  do  we  do  when  we  com- 
promise? We  give  to  evil  a  part  of  what  should  be  the  Masters'  territory. 
It  is  complete  surrender.  We  heard  this  morning  that  the  outer  war  is  but  a 
reflection  of  the  inner  war  that  is  raging  all  the  time  between  the  powers  of 
light  and  the  powers  of  darkness.  That  war  is  being  fought  now,  and  this 
Society  is  the  representative  of  the  White  Lodge  in  its  battle.  That  means  that 
we  are  a  fighting  organization ;  and  one  of  the  things  that  we  have  to  fight  for 
is  Brotherhood.  You  cannot  fight  without  taking  a  stand.  When  the  Society 
was  organized,  one  of  the  greatest  enemies  of  Brotherhood  was  dogmatism ; 
and  it  fought  dogmatism.  In  great  measure  it  won  its  fight.  To-day  the  chict 
enemy  of  Brotherhood  is  not  dogmatism  but  the  grasping  spirit  that  animated 
Germany;  and  one  expression  of  it  is  Bolshevism — the  desire  to  impress  one't 
own  will  on  others.  If  we  see  that  to-day  as  the  great  enemy  of  Brotherhood, 
I  feel  that  we  should  stultify  the  whole  purpose  of  the  Society,  if  we  did  net 
openly  take  our  stand  against  it. 


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MR.  WOODBRIDGE:  I  think  it  is  not  only  a  duty,  but  an  opportunity  for  the 
Society  to  express  itself  on  this  vitally  important  subject.  When  it  is  possible 
for  a  great  evangelical  Church  to  be  so  bewildered  about  principles  as  to  submit 
to  the  dictation  of  a  labour  platform;  when  a  Christian  Church  is  prepared  to 
submit  its  platform  to  Jews  and  to  use  their  formulation  as  a  basis  for  raising 
enormous  sums  of  money, — clearly  the  time  has  come  when  the  world  needs 
an  impetus  in  the  right  direction,  needs  a  nucleus  of  correct  thinking.  It  seems 
to  me  that  there  has  never  been  a  time  when  the  Society  could  so  properly 
start  its  avalanche  of  power  as  to-day;  that  we  should  stand  with  Krishna  on 
the  principle  of  resistance  to  evil;  that  we  should  be  doing  wrong  if  we  refused 
to  give  to  the  world  what  it  needs  most, — an  opportunity  to  think  straight. 

MRS.  SHELDON  :  I  feel  that  what  I  say  is  going  to  seem  to  be  in  opposition 
to  the  previous  speakers — I  am  not  so  in  spirit,  but  my  individual  approach  to 
the  matter  is  somewhat  different.  I  think  that  if  Bolshevism  were  better  under- 
stood, people  would  hesitate  before  committing  themselves  to  that  principle.  My 
feeling  about  the  armistice  is  affected  by  my  understanding  of  the  Theosophical 
doctrine  that  corrective  and  not  punitive  measures  should  be  followed.  I  have 
felt  that  the  fury  of  Bolshevism  might  have  come  from  the  fact  that  hundreds 
of  thousands  of  lustful  individuals,  who  have  been  put  out  of  life  through  the 
Great  War,  are  having  their  part  now  in  influencing  humanity.  The  lawlessness 
and  terror,  now  abroad,  may  come,  in  part,  from  the  astral  world ;  if  so,  the 
signing  of  the  armistice  may  relieve  the  situation,  as  it  will  at  least  result 
in  not  throwing  out  of  life  additional  hordes  of  irresponsible  souls  whose  action 
on  the  astral  plane  would  react  here. 

MR.  LA  Dow:  It  seems  to  me  that  it  is  perfectly  true  that  Bolshevism  will 
be  destroyed  sooner  or  later  by  its  own  inertia,  but  unless  we  combat  it  we  shall 
go  down  with  it.  That  seems  to  me  to  be  the  very  crux  of  the  situation,— 
not  that  it  must  be  destroyed,  but  that  we  must  destroy  it. 

THE  REVEREND  ACTON  GRISCOM:  I  find  it  difficult  to  speak  to-day,  because 
personal  feeling  is  so  strong  that  it  acts  as  a  limitation.  Last  year,  I  claimed 
the  privilege  of  speaking  because  I  was  then  the  youngest  member  in  the  room ; 
this  year  I  should  like  to  be  permitted  to  voice,  if  I  can,  the  feeling  of  the 
younger  members.  Mr.  Hargrove  spoke  this  morning  of  the  anxiety  of  the  older 
members;  he  used  the  words  "crushing  responsibility,"  and  I  am  sure  those  words 
meant  a  great  deal  to  the  younger  members  of  the  Society.  There  are  those 
of  us  who  have  not  yet  grown  up  to  the  stature  of  the  manhood  of  the  older 
members  of  the  Society.  We  have  not  yet  been  put  on  trial,  but  that  day  of 
trial,  please  God,  will  come  te  every  one  of  us. 

As  for  the  Resolution,  the  essence  of  which  is  against  compromise  with  evil, 
it  seems  to  me  that  unless  the  Society,  as  a  Society,  can  pronounce  against 
Bolshevism  and  the  principles  of  Bolshevism,  then  no  member  of  the  Society 
can  pronounce  against  the  Bolshevism  in  himself;  and  we  have  got  to  learn, 
we  younger  members,  not  to  compromise  with  the  evil  in  ourselves.  We  have 
got  to  give  ourselves  whole-heartedly  to  Theosophy,  to  The  Theosophical  Society, 
to  the  Masters  that  stand  behind  the  Theosophical  Movement.  It  would  seem 
to  me  to  be  the  duty  of  the  Society  to  fight  evil  in  any  form,  wherever  seen. 
I  would  also  take  that  to  myself,  and  would  say  that  it  is  my  duty  to  fight  evil 
in  myself  and  wherever  I  see  it  in  the  world,  to  the  utmost  of  my  ability.  As 
one  of  those  younger  members  who  must,  in  the  normal  course  of  events, 
assume  a  greater  and  greater  responsibility, — compromise  of  any  kind  becomes 
more  and  more  impossible.  Voicing  the  hope  and  the  desire  of  younger  mem- 
bers, I  would  like  to  address  you,  Mr.  Chairman,  and  the  older  members,  and 
to  say  that  we  accept  that  responsibility.  We  feel  that  the  Masters  hare  put  a 
good  desire  into  our  hearts.  We  are  prepared  to  face  the  sacrifice  which  Dr. 


T.   S.   ACTIVITIES  103 

Keightley  told  us  those  older  members  underwent,  and  we  hereby  offer  ourselves, — 
not  merely  for  the  signing  of  this  Resolution  against  a  given  form  of  evil,  but 
also  for  the  fight  against  evil  in  every  possible  form,  and  for  service  of  the 
White  Lodge  in  its  fight  against  the  Black. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  The  Convention  would  not  have  its  Chairman  pass  without 
response  the  statements  that  have  been  made  by  one  speaker  after  another,  and 
perhaps  particularly  the  statement  last  made  as  to  the  attitude  of  those  upon 
whom  it  must  ultimately  rest  to  carry  on  the  work  of  the  Movement.  I  do  not 
think  that  anyone  could  be  here  to-day  and  not  know  the  truth  of  what  Mr. 
Griscom  has  just  said, — that  there  is  very  ardent  desire,  very  real  and  earnest 
will,  and  very  deep  consecration  to  this  Movement  in  all  our  hearts,  young  and 
old.  That  is  the  foundation.  That  is  the  power,  and  all  power  comes  from 
sacrifice,  and  all  sacrifice  from  devotion.  There  is  another  need,  and  that  is  the 
need  which  each  one  of  us  is  trying  to  meet  and  to  help  the  others  to  meet, 
right  here  and  now ; — the  baffling  need  of  wisdom ;  of  Theosophy ;  of  the  wisdom 
of  God,  that  the  light  of  God,  the  light  that  God  has  given  us,  may  give  us  clear 
vision  to  guide  rightly  and  effectively  the  ardent  desire  to  serve  which  every 
one  of  us  knows.  That  we  may  see  how  to  act,  as  well  as  being  willing  to  act. 
To  see  without  being  willing  to  act  is  damnation.  That  is  the  damned  soul,  it 
seems  to  me.  But  if  I  were  to  try  to  describe  hell  as  a  state,  I  would  say 
it  is  the  will  to  act,  without  the  vision  that  will  enable  one  to  do  it.  So  we 
must  bring  to  a  focus  this  very  real  will  upon  which  the  Movement  must  rest, — 
it  is  hope,  it  is  power  for  the  future, — and  try  to  see  what  is  involved  in  this 
Resolution,  and  what  we  ought  to  do  about  it.  So  far  we  have  all  been  pretty 
much  pointed  one  way.  Is  it  the  only  way?  Is  it  the  right  way? 

MR.  KOBB£:  I  can  only  say  that  I  stand  with  the  majority  as  to  what  we 
ought  to  do  about  the  Resolution,  because  I  feel  that  any  evil  whatsoever  should 
be  combated  not  only  individually  but  collectively. 

MR.  HARGROVE:  I  think  the  comments  we  have  heard  have  been  both  inter- 
esting and  encouraging.  I  had  not  expected  anything  else.  I  had  expected 
practically  unanimous  agreement.  But  I  do  think  it  is  of  enormous  importance 
that  we  should  know  just  what  we  are  doing  and  why.  Good  will  is  not  enough. 
That  is  where  the  trouble  comes  in.  Good  will  is  the  foundation,  but  upon 
that  foundation  has  got  to  be  built  up  understanding,  wisdom,  discretion,  and 
the  ability  to  recognize  what  the  Lodge  would  wish  to  be  done  in  any  given 
set  of  circumstances.  In  other  words,  speaking  once  more  for  the  older  members, 
our  desire  is  that  every  member  present  here  this  afternoon  should  be  able  at  a 
glance  to  distinguish  the  difference  between  a  principle  and  a  policy:  not  only  in 
regard  to  the  forces  of  the  outer  world,  but  in  questions  affecting  their  own  lives. 

The  Society,  in  the  nature  of  things,  has  got  opinions  about  right  and  wrong, 
always.  There  is  no  problem  of  good  or  of  evil  in  regard  to  which  it  must 
not  take  a  definite  stand.  But  also  it  must  learn,  not  merely  to  distinguish  between 
good  and  evil,  but  also  to  recognize  the  shadow  that  politics  casts  over  principles. 
For  instance,  suppose  that  we  pass  this  Resolution  this  afternoon,  and  suppose 
that  fire  or  six  years  from  now  some  member  asks  the  Convention  of  that  day 
to  pass  a  resolution  indorsing  prohibition.  What  are  you  going  to  do  about  it? 
It  may  be  that  you,  individually,  are  total  abstainers.  It  may  be  that  some  of 
you  believe,  in  a  general  way,  in  prohibition.  But  you  also  know  that  there  is 
a  political  party  in  this  country  working  for  prohibition.  Are  you  going  to  pass 
such  a  resolution  or  not?  How  are  you  going  to  decide?  You  can  imagine 
some  speaker  saying,  See  what  they  did  in  1919.  In  view  of  that,  why  not  pass 
my  present  resolution?  It  may  not  be  prohibition.  It  may  be  anti-vivisection 
or  some  brand  new  expression  of  a  genuine  ideal.  The  point  is  that  you  will 
have  to  distinguish;  and  that  if  we  pass  this  Resolution  this  afternoon,  there 


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ought  to  be  a  clear  understanding  in  the  mind  of  everyone  present,  just  what 
he  is  supporting  and  why.  I  doubt  if  any  would  seriously  question  the  first  part 
of  the  Resolution.  But  what  is  the  principle  behind  it?  Where  ought  this  Society, 
as  such,  to  draw  the  line?  If  we  are  going  to  face  the  future  with  equanimity, 
we  must  feel  sure  that  there  will  be  those  in  the  future  who  will  be  jealous 
of  the  Society's  freedom.  It  must  not  deal  with  worldly  matters.  It  must  deal 
with  spiritual  forces.  It  must  always  be  prepared  to  disentangle  the  spiritual 
from  the  material;  and,  assuming  that  some  principle,  spiritual  in  itself,  has 
found  favour  with  mankind,  then  almost  inevitably  it  will  have  become  entangled 
with  the  other  and  lower  interests  of  mankind.  Then,  using  the  simile  of  the 
Eastern  books,  you  will  have  to  draw  the  fibre  from  the  mango ;  you  will  have 
to  distinguish  between  the  real  and  the  unreal;  between  the  temporal  and  the 
eternal ;  between  the  self  and  the  non-self. 

Choose  your  own  terms,  but  realize  that  those  words,  instead  of  expressing 
an  abstract  philosophical  idea,  represent,  in  fact,  a  process  which  must  be  con- 
tinual in  the  life  of  the  individual,  of  the  Society,  and  in  the  discussions  of  its 
Conventions, — a  process  which  you  might  almost  call  a  surgical  operation  in  that 
it  involves  the  separation  of  two  things  which  have  become,  not  only  contiguous, 
but  interblended.  We  shall  always  find  that  the  principle  is  interblended  with  the 
policy  of  the  situation. 

I  want  it  to  be  understood  that  when  any  problem  like  this  is  brought  up, 
at  any  time  in  the  future,  these  questions  ought  to  be  raised :  Does  this  imply 
that  the  Society  is  mixing  with  temporal  affairs,  with  the  unreal  world?  Can 
it  be  misunderstood  by  the  public  in  any  way?  Can  it  be  assumed  by  an  outsider 
that  we  are  taking  part  in  politics,  whether  national  or  international?  We  must 
consider  always  the  reputation  of  the  work.  We  must  make  sure  that  we  our- 
selves have  so  trained  ourselves,  in  daily  life,  to  distinguish  between  the  real  and 
the  unreal,  that  we  are  not  going  to  make  a  mistake,  when  speaking  for  the 
organization  which  has  become  more  precious  to  us  than  life  itself. 

Going  back  for  one  moment  to  the  armistice  and  to  Bolshevism.  What  do 
we  know  about  Bolshevism,  first  hand?  A  friend  of  mine,  during  the  War, 
when  he  was  having  any  sort  of  struggle  with  himself,  used  to  refer  to  what- 
ever he  recognized  as  evil  within  himself  as  his  Germans ;  the  Germans  that  he 
was  entertaining  within  himself.  We  can  change  the  term  and  speak  of  them 
as  Bolshevists.  They  are  within  us,  not  outside  of  us.  Where  is  the  astral 
world?  Within  us,  not  outside  of  us.  Killing  Germans  does  not  add  to  the 
impulses  from  the  astral  world.  Live  Germans  contribute  just  as  much  to  the 
Bolshevist  contagion.  The  astral  world  is  not  a  place.  It  is  a  state,  a  condition. 
Now  anybody  who  knows  anything  about  his  own  nature,  must  realize  that  the 
armistice  is  responsible  for  the  spread  of  Bolshevism,  because  evil  was  not 
scotched,  and  therefore  has  been  spread  throughout  the  world.  The  world  is 
behaving  as  if  it  had  just  come  out  from  ether.  It  is  chattering  in  an  ape-like 
way.  It  is  on  a  psychic  drunk.  And  yet,  though  the  evil  is  psychic,  we  must 
remember  that  the  psychic  world  is  not  a  there  world  but  a  here  world;  not  an 
outside  world,  but  an  inside  world;  and  that  you  may  at  this  very  moment 
contribute  to  the  force  of  Bolshevism,  if  you  are  capable  of  permitting  that  same 
force  to  operate  within  you,  and  if,  identifying  yourself  with  that  force,  you 
co-operate  with  it.  Germany  gave  herself  over  to  evil,  body  and  soul ;  but  when 
she  did  that,  she  did  not  give  herself  over  to  some  other  world,  but  to  this  world. 
In  other  words,  the  armistice,  while  responsible  in  large  measure  for  the  Bol- 
shevism of  to-day,  was  also  responsible  for  the  loss  of  an  opportunity  immense 
in  and  of  itself, — the  loss  of  a  supreme  opportunity  to  kill  an  expression  of  evil 
which  had  projected  itself  from  the  unseen  world  into  the  seen  world. 

Now  I  heard  it  stated  recently,  and  very  vigorously  stated,  that  The  Theo- 
sophical  Society  was  responsible  for  the  War.  And  in  a  certain  sense,  a  very 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  105 

profound  sense,  that  is  true.  It  is  because  of  the  work  of  The  Theosophical 
Society  that  evil  was  brought  into  visibility.  Evil  had  been  in  hiding.  Mankind 
had  become  blind  to  its  existence.  And  just  as  the  Christian  Master  said,  "If  I 
had  not  come  and  spoken  unto  them,  they  had  not  had  sin," — so,  because  of 
The  Theosophical  Society,  and  of  its  being  carried  over  in  response  to  H.  P.  B.'s 
dying  request  to  "keep  the  link  unbroken,"  the  War  became  possible.  Unseen 
evil  is  infinitely  worse  than  recognized  evil.  What  The  Theosophical  Society  did, — 
not,  of  course,  directly,  but  in  effect, — was  to  grasp  that  unseen  evil  and  to  drag 
it  from  the  unseen  into  the  seen.  The  War,  instead  of  being  an  evil,  was  a 
blessing.  It  ought  to  have  been  an  infinitely  greater  blessing.  A  process  might 
have  been  finished  which  now  will  have  to  be  continued,  and  repeated,  and  finished. 
And  so  it  is  that  The  Theosophical  Society,  in  that  sense  responsible  for  the  War, 
was,  as  a  Society,  deeply  disappointed  by  the  armistice.  An  opportunity  had 
been  thrown  away. 

The  point,  however,  is  this :  Similar  questions  are  bound  to  arise  in  the  future. 
Is  this  Society,  or  is  it  not,  going  to  be  so  blind  as  to  commit  itself  to  some 
political  issue?  Is  it  going  to  sink  to  the  level  of  some  of  those  organizations 
who  send  delegates  to  Albany  to  canvas  for  this,  that,  or  some  other  act  of 
legislation?  That,  indeed,  would  be  a  calamity.  And  the  only  way  to  avoid  it 
is  to  recognize,  now  and  always,  that  while  we  must,  of  necessity,  express  our- 
selves in  regard  to  the  fundamental  principles  of  life,  we  must  avoid  any  appear- 
ance, even,  of  playing  politics,  or  of  being  involved  in  the  little  issues  between 
men  or  parties, — because  we  stand  to  speak  for  the  Lodge;  and  the  Lodge  speaks 
for  eternity.  That  is  why,  as  the  Chairman  said,  it  is  of  supreme  importance 
that  there  should  be  more  than  good  will,  more  than  whole-hearted  desire  to  help. 
That  desire  has  got  to  be  given  expression,  day  after  day,  in  little  things,  if 
experience  is  to  be  acquired  which  will  enable  the  members  of  the  future  to  dis- 
tinguish between  points  such  as  we  have  been  discussing  here  this  afternoon. 

THE  CHAIRMAN:  If  there  were  time,  I  wish  we  might  discuss  the  matter 
further,  but  we  all  want  to  hear  from  our  delegates ;  we  will  let  them  decide 
whether  they  shall  report  for  their  Branches  or  shall  add  to  the  discussion  of 
the  Resolution  now  before  us. 

Miss  HOHNSTEDT:  I  feel  that  I  can  honestly  speak  for  those  members  of  the 
Cincinnati  Branch  who  have  had  the  privilege  of  keeping  up  the  work  this  winter. 
They  would  be  in  favour  of  passing  the  Resolution.  Many  members  have  been 
out  of  town  on  account  of  illness.  We  have,  all  winter,  stood  for  these  three 
points  of  the  Resolution.  When  the  armistice  was  signed,  we  all  felt  that  it  was 
too  soon ;  that  the  work  had  not  been  finished.  Bolshevism  has  become  rampant 
in  the  Middle  West,  and  we  have  a  little  of  it  to  fight  in  every  meeting.  While 
we  have  followed  our  syllabus,  these  three  points  have  always  come  up. 

MRS.  GITT:  Bolshevism  has  broken  out  in  Washington  (laughter).  I  could 
tell  you  much  about  it.  There  are  secret  organizations  that  are  trying  to  get, 
first  the  children  in  the  schools,  then  their  parents.  I  think  that  much  more  is 
going  on  than  has  yet  come  to  the  surface.  The  city  is  as  though  a  cyclone 
had  struck  it;  every  man  is  for  himself;  it  is  for  you  to  get  out  of  the  way. 
To  be  sure,  our  Churches  have  grown  in  numbers,  but  I  fear  not  in  understanding 
and  spiritual  power.  As  to  the  passing  of  this  Resolution,  I  should  say  by  all 
means  pass  it.  It  looks  to  me  as  if  we  must  not  dodge  our  responsibility  by 
thinking  too  much  of  the  future ;  let  us  act  to-day,  and  let  the  Society  take  care 
of  itself  in  the  future.  I  should  like  to  see  the  Society  go  on  record  for  the 
right,  regardless  of  consequences.  I  think  Bolshevism  is  the  spirit  of  the  Ger- 
mans under  a  new  phase.  We  failed  to  deal  with  it  in  the  old  phase,  as  we 
ought  to  have  done.  If  we  had  finished  the  War,  it  is  true  that  a  few  thousand 
more  soldiers  would  have  been  killed,  but  the  number  would  have  been  fewer 


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than  those  who  must  be  sacrificed  when  the  contest  is  waged  again.  What  we 
ought  to  have  done  was  to  go  into  Germany  and  kill  the  body  to  sare  the  soul. 
Remarks  favouring  the  Resolution  were  made  by  Miss  Friedlein,  representing 
the  Seattle  Branch;  Mrs.  Regan,  President  of  the  Hope  Branch,  Providence;  and 
Mrs.  Gordon,  representing  the  Middletown  Branch.  The  Chairman  asked 
whether  there  were  not  others  present  who  would  speak,  and  when  there  was 
no  response  said : 

THE  CHAIRMAN:  As  we  appear  to  have  heard  from  all  who  are  willing  to 
speak,  I  may  perhaps  be  permitted  to  add  something  of  my  own  view  upon  the 
questions  before  us.  I  feel  so  strongly  the  importance  of  what  Mr.  Hargrove  has 
said  in  connection  with  this  Resolution,  that  I  almost  hesitate  to  put  it  to  the 
vote  without  asking  again  that  you  be  sure  to  keep  in  mind  the  distinction  he  has 
drawn;  that  you  strive  to  see  how  deep  it  goes;  and  how  vital  it  must  be  for 
the  future  success  of  the  Movement  that  it  should  be  understood.  Surely  we 
must  perceive  the  truth  of  what  the  Bhagavod  Gita  states  so  well,  "Better  is  one's 
own  duty  even  without  excellence  than  the  duty  of  another  well  carried  oat; 
.  „  .  the  duty  of  another  is  full  of  danger."  For  any  civilization  can  be  strong 
only  if  each  element  in  it  is  true  to  its  own  truth,  its  own  function.  Whatever 
element  departs  from  its  own  appointed  place  and  strives  to  take  up  the  work 
of  another  element  only  hampers  and  injures  the  whole.  This  should  be  clear 
to  us,  as  we  have  seen  the  representatives  of  religion,  who  should  speak  for 
religious  truth,  take  up  other  very  excellent  work, — the  establishing  of  soup 
kitchens,  or  of  gymnasiums  for  young  men,  or  of  bureaus  of  amateur  advice  for 
representatives  in  Albany.  Important  work,  perhaps,  but  in  it  the  Church  loses 
its  own  perspective  of  the  vital  truth  of  which  it  should  be  the  exponent.  We 
see  the  same  lack  of  vision  of  their  own  truth  in  our  universities.  They  fail  to 
recognize  that  they  of  all  people  should  be  the  custodians  of  the  past, — the  inter- 
preters of  the  experience  of  the  past,  of  the  long,  slow,  laborious  gains  of  man- 
kind. It  is  necessary,  perhaps,  that  there  should  be,  in  any  community,  radical, 
progressive,  turbulent  elements  making  for  change;  but  if  they  are  left  unchecked 
they  make  for  ruin  and  not  for  good.  And  above  all,  if  the  Churches  and  the 
universities  leave  their  own  truths  to  adopt  the  cry  of  progress,  meaning  by  it 
anything  that  represents  change, — the  community  is  in  danger.  It  is  equally 
patent  that  if  our  Society  steps  down  or  out  of  its  own  place,  to  take  up  any 
other  duty,  however  excellent,  and  grows,  either  now  or  in  the  future,  confused 
as  to  what  its  own  function  actually  is,  then  destruction  awaits  us. 

Is  there  not  a  very  real  danger — perhaps  not  before  us  to-day,  but  never- 
theless a  real  danger — that  we  should  come  to  believe  that  the  thing  which  we 
personally  think  ought  to  be  done  is  a  matter  on  which  the  Society  ought  to  pro- 
nounce? I  think  there  is.  There  is  also  a  danger,  which  might  be  more  serious 
— that  we  should  have  our  minds  so  full  of  the  possibility  of  betraying  our  trust 
that  we  should  cease  to  act  at  all,  and  simply  dry  up  from  inanition,  and  rust 
out,  because  we  come  to  feel  that  principles  have  no  practical  application  and 
are  of  no  vital  importance.  If  the  Society  is  to  live  and  grow,  it  is  essential 
that  it  should  recognize  principles  and  enforce  them.  It  is  essential  that  it 
should  not  descend  into  the  arena  and  fight  there.  It  must  disentangle  a  principle 
from  that  which  has  been  placed  around  it,  and,  because  ignorant  politicians 
thinking  only  in  terms  of  expediency,  seize  upon  this  or  that  great  enunciation  of 
truth,  and  twist  and  turn  it  to  their  own  ends  as  a  political  rallying  cry,  it 
does  not  mean  that  the  Society  must  drop  that  principle,  but  it  becomes  the 
more  imcumbent  upon  the  Society  to  re-affirm  its  truth  and  to  defend  it  against 
prostitution. 

I  come  back  to  this  point,  and  would  emphasize  it  for  you,  because  it  is  ray 
earnest  hope  that  the  principles  involved  in  this  discussion  may  accompany  our 


T.   S.   ACTIVITIES  107 

vote  upon  it,  may  become  as  much  a  part  of  the  precedents  for  the  work  for  the 
future  as  any  action  we  may  take.  I  should  like  to  refer  to  the  speech  made  by 
Mr.  Perkins,  because  it  contains  an  idea  that  will  help  us  to  see  our  course. 
We  know  that  life  flows  from  within  out;  that  everything  lives  in  the  unmani- 
fested  world  before  it  lives  in  the  manifested.  Things  do  not  just  happen  in 
the  manifested  world,  they  show  forth  something  pre-existing  in  the  unmanifested 
world.  It  is  with  that  world  of  the  unmanifested,  with  causes  rather  than  with 
results,  that  the  Society  is  primarily  concerned.  That  is  the  world  of  dynamic 
power;  and  he  was  right  in  saying  that  it  is  for  us  to  lay  hold  on  the  principles 
that  operate  there,  not  after  they  have  been  claimed  by  political  parties,  but 
before.  And  therefore  I  venture  to  remind  you,  and  to  place  again  upon  record, 
the  fact  that  the  opposition  of  The  Theosophical  Society  to  Bolshevism  is  not  a 
new  one,  but  has  been  announced  year  after  year, — for  eleven  years,  to  my 
personal  knowledge.  We  are  not,  therefore,  entering  the  political  arena,  but  are 
re-affirming  what  has  been  our  principle,  and  are  re-affirming  it  at  a  time  when 
the  world  needs  it  to  be  re-affirmed,  recognizing  that  the  world  has  come  to  the 
point  where  the  Theosophical  Society  was  eleven  years  ago,  and  now  needs  to  hear 
what  we  have  been  saying  ever  since.  We  therefore  announce  a  principle.  We  do 
not  descend  into  the  political  arena,  nor  do  we  seek  to  make  our  combat  there. 
We  maintain  our  fight  in  the  world  of  principles,  in  the  worlds  that  are  infinitely 
more  potent  than  the  world  of  manifestation;  we  move  toward  the  centre,  and, 
by  so  doing,  can  hold  within  our  finite  grasp  forces  which  radiate  far  beyond 
our  reach  or  even  vision. 

MR.  HARGROVE:  There  is  one  thing  I  should  like  to  add,  because  I  would  not 
like  it  supposed  that  the  movers  of  the  Resolution  have  any  doubt  or  hesitation 
as  to  the  advisability  of  passing  it.  The  older  members  have  spoken  of  caution, 
and  foresight,  and  so  forth.  But  I  venture  to  remind  you  that  it  was  I  who 
introduced  this  Resolution,  and  I  would  not  have  done  it  if  I  had  not  wanted 
to  sec  it  passed!  You  have  only  to  look  back  over  the  history  of  the  past— 
the  history  of  The  Theosophical  Society  itself— to  see  that,  time  after  time,  the 
majority  has  been  wrong,  and  that  it  has  only  been  the  small  minority  of  mem- 
bers who  stood  out  for  real  Theosophy,  while  the  rest  of  them  went  off  into 
space,  pursuing  some  will-o'-the-wisp.  That  ought  to  be  warning  enough.  It 
does  not  mean  that  we  should  hesitate,  but  it  does  mean  we  should  think.  It 
means  something  when  this  Convention  passes  a  resolution.  It  means  infinitely 
more  than  appears  on  the  surface.  It  is  a  sword.  And  that  sword,  like  every 
spiritual  sword,  is  not  single  edged.  It  cuts  both  ways.  While  we  can  and  I 
believe  should  pass  this  Resolution  to-day,  with  everything  that  we  have  to  give, 
yet  the  day  may  come  in  the  future,  when  something  apparently  similar  may  be 
suggested  which  it  will  be  your  duty  to  turn  down,  with  all  the  energy  which 
you  put  to-day  into  affirmative  action.  Inevitably  members  will  be  tested :  will 
they  be  able  to  distinguish  between  an  expression  of  principle  such  as  this 
Resolution  is,  and  an  expression  of  politics  such  as  some  other  resolution  may  be? 

MR.  MITCHELL:  I  should  like  to  ask  when  and  to  what  extent  the  Society  is 
justified  in  pronouncing  on  questions  of  fact.  Now  I  do  not  think  I  will  be 
accused  of  doubting  that  Germany  was  the  representative  of  the  Black  Lodge. 
At  one  Convention,  within  the  last  two  or  three  years,  a  resolution  was  passed 
that  made  that  fact  clear.  The  War  was  to  be  prosecuted  to  a  victorious  con- 
clusion, and  so  on.  I  was  delighted  to  vote  for  that  resolution,  and  I  would  like 
to  have  made  it  stronger.  But  it  does  seem  to  be  stepping  down  from  the  plane 
of  principles  to  the  realm  of  fact.  What  are  the  principles  involved?  When  can 
we  do  that  and  when  can  we  not? 

MR.  HARGROVE:    Has  Mr.  Mitchell  in  mind  the  resolution  that  was  passed  in 


108  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

1918,  beginning:  "Whereas,  In  April,  1917,  the  following  resolution  was  adopted, 
to  wit: 

"Whereas,  The  United  States  of  America,  by  act  of  the  President  and  of 
Congress,  has  finally  declared  that  neutrality  is  no  longer  possible  in  a  conflict 
that  involves  the  deepest  principles  of  righteousness,  .  .  .  Therefore,  Be  it 
resolved  .  .  .  that  we  do  hereby  pledge  our  utmost  loyalty  and  endeavour  to 
the  cause  upon  which  the  country  has  entered,  until  through  the  energy  of  sacrifice 
the  war  be  brought  to  a  victorious  conclusion  in  accordance  with  the  terms  of  the 
President's  message"  ? 

Of  course,  when  it  comes  to  any  statement  of  fact  put  forward  by  this 
organization,  I  think  it  must  be  evident  that  the  utmost  caution  should  be 
observed.  I  do  not  like  to  use  the  word  caution,  because  it  is  misused  so  widely. 
But  everyone  with  any  experience  knows  how  few  facts  are  ascertainable.  There 
are  no  facts  in  the  physical  world  at  all,  because  they  are  always  moving, 
changing.  It  is  only  a  principle  which  does  not  change.  Do  you  not  remember 
that  dreadful  time  when  Germany  was  doing  a  and  b  and  c  and  d  in  Belgium, 
and  friends  of  ours  in  Washington  said :  because  we  do  not  know  whether  Ger- 
many has  done  a  and  b  and  c  and  d,  therefore  we  must  wait  till  the  War  ends  and 
see  whether  Germany  did  them,  and  meanwhile  must  remain  neutral? 

Surely  we,  as  a  Theosophical  Society,  will  never  have  to  bother  much  about 
facts  in  that  sense;  will  never  have  to  make  statements  in  that  sense;  should 
never  be  confronted  with  that  particular  difficulty,  and  never  will  be  if  we  have 
understood  the  point  of  the  discussion  this  afternoon, — if  it  has  been  made  clear 
to  one  and  all  what  the  distinction  is  between  an  eternal  principle  on  the  one 
hand,  and  an  expression  of  some  point  of  expediency,  some  point  of  policy  or 
of  fact  on  the  other  hand. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  The  Resolution  as  offered  by  the  Committee  is  now  before 
you  for  adoption  or  rejection.  What  is  your  pleasure?  [The  Resolution  was 
heartily  adopted.] 

MR.  WOODBRIDGE:  It  is  customary  to  pass  a  vote  of  thanks  to  the  Chairman, 
Secretary,  and  Assistant  Secretary,  and  I  would  move  such  a  vote. 

THE  CHAIRMAN  :  Perhaps  you  will  permit  me  to  say,  before  putting  this 
motion,  how  grateful  the  New  York  Branch  is  that  it  is  able  to  be  the  host  at 
the  Convention,  and  how  high  a  privilege  we  all  feel  it  to  be  that  the  Convention 
meets  here  in  its  home.  I  also  want  to  express  the  thanks  which  I  feel  for 
having  been  your  Chairman. 

The  motion  was  then  unanimously  carried,  and,  on  motion  duly  made  and 
seconded,  the  Convention  adjourned. 

ISABEL  E.  PERKINS,  Secretary  of  Convention. 

JULIA  CHICKERING,  Assistant  Secretary  of  Convention. 


LETTERS  OF  GREETING 

Among  the  many  helpful  and  encouraging  letters  of  greeting  received  from 
Branches  of  the  Society,  our  space  permits  the  publication  of  only  the  following: 

To   The .  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled:    Dear  Friends, — 

The  events  of  the  last  years  have  caused  much  sadness  in  the  world  because 

of  the  great  war, — the  terrible  trial  which  the  present  generation  has  brought  upon 

itself.    But  the  war  has  come  to  an  end,  they  say,  and  we  should  rejoice,  because 

now  there  will  be  peace  on  earth. 

No,  friends,  the  war  has  not  ended  yet,  and  no  one  can  tell  when  it  will  end. 

True,  there  is,  on  the  material  battle-field,  a  pause  which  they  call  an  armistice, 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  109 

a  premature  one  it  seems;  but  the  bloody  fray  is  still  going  on,  irregularly,  in 
many  ways  and  in  many  places.  The  pause  may  lead  to  a  final  agreement  between 
the  nations  to  stop  the  bloodshed,  and  if  the  terms  of  peace  be  those  of  "God's 
Peace,"  then  all  is  well  in  so  far  as  no  better  result  could  be  obtained  under  the 
present  conditions  in  the  world.  But  does  even  such  a  peace  mean  more  than 
laying  down  arms  on  the  physical  plane?  Is  mankind  ready  or  willing  to  make 
peace  in  the  inner  world?  The  conditions  in  the  outer  world  answer  this  question. 
The  present  generation  is  far  from  that  moral  and  spiritual  state  that  makes  it 
possible  for  the  Master  to  say:  "My  peace  I  give  unto  you."  Alas,  there  are 
not  many  to  whom  the  Lord  can  even  say,  "Peace  be  with  you,"  because,  instead 
of  peace,  instead  of  a  short  armistice  only,  there  are  rebellion  and  anarchy  in  the 
mind  and  heart  of  man.  There  the  war  is  raging  with  a  frenzy  hardly  ever  known 
before  in  the  history  of  mankind. 

With  this  in  view  some  might  exclaim :  "Are  we  still  to  consider  life  as  a 
song?"  Yes,  we  are.  ^Life  is  a  song  from  one  Eternity  to  another, — only  its 
harmonies  are  too  elevated  and  divine  to  be  heard  or  apprehended  except  by 
those  having  developed  the  inner  organs  of  perception  to  some  extent.  We  must 
try  to  develop  the  inner  organs  in  order  to  make  it  possible  for  us  to  listen  to, 
and  to  understand  the  music  of  the  spheres.  This  is  the  only  means  to  gain 
happiness  and  peace  in  spite  of  the  seeming  discord  of  some  of  the  strings  that 
to  us,  as  we  now  are,  seem  to  be  utterly  out  of  tune. 

For  this  purpose  we  shall  have  to  tune  our  own  string  or,  as  said  in  the 
Voice  of  the  Silence,  "Attune  thy  being  to  Humanity's  great  pain."  This  is  a 
most  necessary  thing,  a  first  duty,  and  till  we  have  fulfilled  that  duty  there  is  no 
possibility .  of  living  a  real  life,  or  of  hearing  the  divine  harmonies  and  seeing 
the  beauty  of  the  creation.  "If  we  could  see  the  entire  plan  of  the  universe  as 
God  must  see  it,  we  should  be  able  to  understand"  [Cave].  Yet  we  have  not  the 
power  to  see,  but  we  have  the  power  to  go  to  the  Master,  asking  Him  to  heal 
our  blindness,  and  He  has  never  failed  in  granting  a  real  prayer. 

The  very  first  thing  to  be  done  is  to  have  confidence  in  God,  to  have  uncon- 
ditional faith  in  His  wisdom,  justice,  and  love,  and  to  believe  unfalteringly  that 
He  is  the  Supreme  Ruler  of  all,  and  that  nothing  can  happen  in  this  world,  nor 
in  the  whole  universe,  nor  in  heaven,  which  is  an  accident  that  occurs  against 
His  Will  and  in  spite  of  His  Laws.  To  help  some  of  our  fellow-men  to  attain 
to  this  faith  in  God  would  be  the  greatest  help  we  could  give  them  in  this  present 
age,  in  which  there  is  no  such  faith  even  among  those  that  make  it  a  daily 
confession.  They  are  all  too  prone  to  doubts  and  despondencies,  and  even  to 
upbraid  Providence,  if  things  happen  that  jar  against  their  personal  hopes  and 
wishes.  If  we  only  could  teach  them  to  be  thankful  for  their  trials,  seeing  in 
them  all  the  infinite  love  of  our  Master,  who — as  Cave  says — "loves  us  enough 
to  be  willing  to  take  this  trouble  to  train  us."  And  Cave  adds :  "What  an  immen- 
sity of  love  that  represents !"  If  we  can  help  some  of  our  fellow-sufferers  to  such 
a  faith,  the  effect  it  will  have  on  the  troubled  mind,  and  the  blessing  it  will  bring 
to  the  sufferer,  and  to  ourselves  too,  we  can  hardly  realize.  We  have  then  helped 
a  little  to  relieve  pain  in  the  world,  and  have  brought  a  brother  nearer  to  God, — 
yes  nearer  to  God !  That  means  much.  He  is  brought  to  throw  himself  into 
the  arms  of  the  Master  with  confidence  and  love.  Then  he  will  experience  the 
"peace  of  the  child  at  his  mother's  breast." 

Perhaps  these  thoughts — or  rather  these  extracts  from  Fragments — may  prove 
helpful  suggestions  to  some  for  their  future  work  in  the  inner  and  outer  world; 
they  have  been  of  great  help  to  me. 

With  cordial  greetings  from  your  fellow-members  in  Norway, 

T.  H.  KNOFF 
President,  Karma  Branch,  Kristiania,  Norway 


110 

To  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled: 

The  Venezuela  Branch,  as  a  constituent  part  of  the  T.  S.  will  be  present 
in  spirit  and  truth  at  the  Convention,  forming  a  single  consciousness  in  its  unity 
or  brotherhood,  and  expresses  its  hopes  for  the  largest  success  of  the  theosophical 
work  the  world  over.  .  .  .  During  the  year  1918,  our  chief  work  consisted  in 
maintaining  an  active  theosophical  correspondence  with  the  members  who  reside 
in  the  interior  and  abroad.  .  .  .  With  all  centres  of  the  theosophical  spirit,  we 
keep  always  lighted  the  torch  of  harmony  and  activity  in  an  identical  purpose. 

JUAN  J.  BENZO 
Secretary,   Venezuela  Branch 


To  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled: 

We  send  all  of  you  our  cordial  greetings  and  our  best  wishes.  These  greetings 
are  as  sincere,  as  warm  as  ever,  even  if  we  at  present  cannot  agree  with  some 
of  the  opinions  expressed  at  the  last  Conventions.  Perhaps  we  do  not  under- 
stand you  in  this,  but  what  we  do  understand  is  the  sorrow  we  share  with  you 
that  the  Movement  has  lost  one  of  its  most  active,  most  noble  workers,  and  all 
of  us  feel  so  gratefully  indebted  to  him. 

HjALMAR   JULIN 

For  the  Branch  in  Arvika,  Sweden 


To  the  Members  of  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled: 

It  is  my  privilege  to  send  to  you,  in  the  great  day  of  your  gathering,  the 
cordial  greeting  and  hearty  adhesion  of  the  Branch  at  Altagracia  de  Orituco. 
We  take  this  opportunity  to  record  reverently  a  thought  of  gratitude  and  love 
to  our  dear  instructor  and  fellow-member,  Mr.  Clement  Acton  Griscom,  whose 
death  was  announced  to  us  by  the  QUARTERLY.  .  .  .  We,  who  have,  though  in 
the  least  degree,  tried  to  learn  and  live  the  message  of  Masters  which  came  to  us 
through  Mr.  Griscom,  dedicate  on  this  day  our  thoughts  to  him,  as  humble 
homage  to  his  memory.  .  .  .  United  with  you  in  spirit  and  ideal,  we  desire 
that  the  outcome  of  your  spiritual  labours  may  meet  the  needs  of  the  world. 

A.  VALKDON 
Altagracia  de  Orituco  Branch,  Venezuela 

To  the  Members  of  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled: 

There  are  very  few  events  to  report  in  the  life  of  the  Jehoshua  Branch  during 
the  last  year,  but  a  spirit  of  devotion  is  manifest  among  many  of  us.  We  hope 
that  we  may  be  true  to  the  principles  of  Theosophy  as  we  go  forward  to  do  our 
duty  with  the  strength  that  is  in  us.  The  appearance  of  our  review  Jthoshua  has 
been  cordially  accepted  by  the  public.  The  translation  of  the  report  of  our  grand 
Convention  of  1918  was  published  in  our  review.  It  threw  light  over  many  points 
that  had  been  subjects  of  terrible  discussions  and  diverse  comment,  tven  among 
the  very  members  of  the  Society,  i.  e.,  religious  questions,  socialism,  etc. 

We  must  remember  with  gratitude  many  letters  we  have  received  from  our 
dear  brother,  Mr.  J.  J.  Benzo,  full  of  splendid  advice  helping  our  newly  born 
Branch.  We  sincerely  regret  the  disincarnation  of  our  most  beloved  brother, 
Mr.  C.  A.  Griscom,  to  whom  the  T.  S.  owes  so  much.  May  the  Lord's  blessing 
descend  upon  him! 

D.  SALAS  BAIZ 
President  Jehoshua  Branch,  San  Fernando,  Venezuela 


T.    S.   ACTIVITIES  111 

T»  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  Assembled: 

The  members  of  Pacific  Branch,  Theosophical  Society,  send  kindly  greetings 
and  pledge  of  loyalty  to  the  officers  and  members  assembled  at  this  annual  Con- 
vention, in  this  critical  stage  of  the  spiritual  supremacy  in  the  world's  affairs. 

It  is  with  sadness  that  you  will  note  the  absence  of  that  lovable  warrior  and 
leader  who  has  been  with  you  for  so  many  years  in  these  gatherings,  but  our 
bereavement  at  his  loss,  rather  than  being  an  element  of  weakness,  is  more  a 
source  of  strength,  in  a  firmer  determination  to  press  forward,  with  the  Warrior 
Song  in  our  hearts  and  voices,  to  a  complete  victory  for  the  Cause  of  the  Masters. 

Every  spiritual  sacrifice  is  for  a  beneficent  purpose,  and  while  your  hearts 
may  be  burdened  with  sorrow  at  this  particular  Convention,  in  missing  the  kindly 
guiding  voice  of  Clement  Acton  Griscom,  we  are  sure  that  you  realize  his  unseen 
presence  among  you,  and  that  you  will  find  his  guiding  motives  in  the  work  that 
was  so  dear  to  his  heart. 

ALFRED  L.  LEONARD 
Secretary,  Pacific  Branch,  Los  Angeles 


CORRESPONDENCE 
To  the  Editorial  Board  of  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY: 

I  regret  that  in  the  January  "Notes  and  Comments"  I  should  have  made  a 
statement  in  regard  to  The  Idyll  of  the  White  Lotus  which  has  no  foundation 
in  fact.  My  statement  should  have  been  made  in  regard  to  The  Blossom  and 
the  Fruit,  the  last  chapter  of  which  did  have  to  be  rewritten  by  Madame  H.  P. 
Blavatsky.  With  the  exception  of  the  title  of  the  book,  the  rest  of  my  state- 
ment must  stand  as  I  wrote  it.  But  I  apologize  most  sincerely  for  the  momentary 
confusion  in  my  own  mind,  as  between  these  two  books,  and  for  having  misled 
the  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY  to  that  extent,  since  the  January  issue  appeared. 

AUTHOR  OF  "NOTES  AND  COMMENTS." 


THE  C.  A.  GRISCOM  MEMORIAL  FUND 
BOOKS  FOR  STUDY  CLASSES 

A  fund,  to  be  known  as  THE  C.  A.  GRISCOM  MEMORIAL  FUND,  is  being  estab- 
lished and  placed  at  the  disposal  of  the  Quarterly  Book  Department  for  the 
supplying  of  standard  Theosophical  books  to  such  Study  Classes  as  may  desire 
to  avail  themselves  of  it. 

The  Secretary  of  the  Study  Class  should  inform  the  Quarterly  Book  Depart- 
ment of  the  number  of  meetings  held  each  menth,  of  the  book  to  be  studied 
and  the  number  of  copies  desired,  and  will  then  be  notified  of  the  terms  and 
conditions  on  which  they  may  be  obtained  through  this  fund. 

Subscriptions  to  the  amount  of  one  hundred  dollars  have  already  been 
received.  Further  contributions  may  be  sent  to  Miss  I.  E.  Perkins,  P.  O.  Box 
64,  Station  O,  New  York  City,  and  should  be  marked  "For  the  C.  A.  Griscom 
Memorial  Fund." 

HENRY  BEDINGER  MITCHELL 
Treasurer  of  The  Theosophical  Society 


NOTICE 

Members  of  the  T.  S.  are  reminded  that  mail  intended  for  the  several  depart- 
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The  Theosophical  Society,  as  such,  is  not  responsible  for  any  opinion 
or  declaration  in  this  magazine,  by  whomsoever  expressed,  unless  con- 
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THE  GUATEMALAN  SECRET  DOCTRINE 

AMONG  students  of  occultism,  there  have  been  persistent  traditions 
of  a  branch  or  branches  of  the  Great  Lodge  in  the  New  World ; 
Peru,  the  mountains  of  Guiana,  the  Mexican  Sierras,  have  been 
mentioned  as  possible  sites;  and  it  has  more  than  once  been 
suggested  that  high  Masters  of  the  American  Lodge  have  interposed  in 
events  connected  with  the  Theosophical  Movement. 

The  purpose  of  the  NOTES  AND  COMMENTS  is,  not  so  much  to 
express  an  opinion  on  the  existence  of  branches  of  the  Great  Lodge  in 
one  or  all  of  these  regions  to-day,  but  rather  to  put  in  evidence  certain 
remarkable  occult  records,  hitherto  little  known,  though  long  accessible, 
which  prove  to  demonstration  that,  within  times  comparatively  recent, 
there  were  schools  of  occultism  indigenous  to  the  American  continent, 
and  possessing  a  part  at  least  of  the  Secret  Doctrine,  as  made  known 
to  us  through  the  Stanzas  of  Dzyan. 

The  parts  of  the  Secret  Doctrine  are  contained  in  a  Scripture  in  the 
Quiche  language,  a  tongue  still  spoken  over  hundreds  of  square  miles 
in  southern  Mexico  and  Guatemala;  a  language  obviously  of  Atlantean 
origin.  This  last  fact  is  proven  by  its  richness  in  consonants,  which 
increased  in  number  and  variety  with  the  advancing  sub-races  of  the 
Fourth  Race.  In  a  former  issue  of  THE  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY, 
under  the  title  "A  Lesson  in  Lemurian,"  the  predominant  character  of 
the  Third  Race  Lemurian  tongues — their  richness  in  vowels  and  the 
meagreness  and  simplicity  of  their  consonantal  framework — were  dwelt 
on  at  some  length.  Readers  who  recall  that  study,  or  who  may  wish  to 
look  it  up,  will  be  interested  to  compare  what  is  there  said  of  Lemurian 
speech  with  the  following  undoubtedly  Atlantean  sentences  from  the 
Guatemalan  Secret  Doctrine: 

Sha  ca  chamauic,  ca  tzininic  chi  gekum,  chi  agab.  Shantuquel  ri 
tzakol,  bitol,  tepeu,  gucumatz,  e  alom,  e  qaholom  go  pa  ha  zaktetoh. 

8 

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114          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

The  translation  being: 

"Nought  was,  but  motionlessness  and  silence,  in  the  darkness,  in  the 
night.  Alone,  the  Creator,  the  Moulder,  the  Dominator,  the  Plumed 
Serpent,  Those  who  engender,  Those  who  give  life,  brood  over  the  deep, 
like  a  growing  light." 

The  likeness  to  the  Stanzas  of  Dzyan  is  striking,  even  in  these  few 
lines.  It  comes  out  even  more  clearly,  when  the  whole  passage  from 
which  they  are  taken  is  read : 

"This  is  the  narration  of  how  all  was  in  suspense,  all  was  calm  and 
silent;  all  was  motionless,  all  was  at  rest,  and  the  immensity  of  the 
heavens  was  void. 

"The  face  of  the  world  was  not  yet  manifest;  only  the  quiet  deep 
existed,  and  all  the  expanse  of  the  heavens. 

"Nought  yet  existed  that  was  embodied,  nor  anything  that  adhered 
to  anything;  nought  that  soared  or  rustled,  or  made  a  sound  throughout 
the  heavens. 

"There  was  nought  that  stood  upright ;  there  was  only  the  quiet  and 
illimitable  deep ;  for  nought  existed  yet. 

"Nought  was,  but  motionlessness  and  silence,  in  the  darkness,  in  the 
night.  Alone,  the  Creator,  the  Moulder,  the  Dominator,  the  Plumed 
Serpent,  Those  who  engender,  Those  who  give  life,  brood  over  the  deep, 
like  a  growing  light. 

"They  are  clothed  in  green  and  azure,  therefore  they  are  called  the 
Plumed  Serpent;  theirs  is  the  being  of  the  greatest  sages.  Thus  the 
Heavens  exist;  thus  also  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens;  such  is  the  name 
of  the  Divinity;  thus  is  He  named." 

The  history  of  the  book,  from  which  these  opening  sentences  are 
taken,  has  long  been  public  property.  It  was  "discovered"  by  the 
Dominican  friar,  Father  Francisco  Ximenez,  about  the  year  1675,  in 
southern  Mexico,  at  the  Quiche  town  of  Santo  Tomas  Chichicas-tenango, 
"nine  miles  south  of  Santa  Cruz  del  Quiche,  and  sixty-six  miles  north 
of  Guatemala."  The  good  Dominican  can  hardly  be  suspected  of  having 
invented  it.  With  hot  indignation,  he  described  its  cosmogony  as  a 
"devil's  travesty  of  the  Holy  Scriptures."  But,  having  denounced  it,  he 
preserved  the  text,  and  compiled  a  voluminous  dictionary  of  the  Quiche 
language — a  language  still  widely  spoken  to-day.  Armed  with  this 
dictionary,  a  work  as  remarkable  as  the  great  Aztec-Spanish  dictionary 
of  Molinos,  printed  in  Mexico  City  before  1575,  the  Abbe  Brasseur  de 
Bourbourg  printed  the  Quiche  text,  with  a  French  translation,  and 
published  it  at  Paris,  in  1861.  There  are  several  copies  in  American 
libraries.  From  one  of  those,  the  present  extracts  are  made. 

The  Aztec  tongue  is  still  spoken  in  its  purity  in  many  native  towns 
within  a  few  miles  of  Mexico  City,  by  tens  of  thousands  of  descendants 
of  the  race  that  ruled,  and  tyrannously  ruled,  central  Mexico  and  the 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  115 

immensely  fertile  plateau  of  Anahuac,  for  several  centuries  before  the 
coming  of  Hernando  Cortes,  just  four  hundred  years  ago.  Las  Casas, 
the  great  missionary  and  protector  of  the  natives  of  Mexico,  who 
followed  close  in  the  footsteps  of  Cortes,  speaks  of  picture-writing  and 
phonetic  symbols  in  use  among  the  Aztecs,  and  similar  writing  was  found 
among  the  Mayas  and  Quiches,  in  southern  Mexico,  Yucatan  and 
Guatemala.  It  is  a  matter  of  history  that  the  Latin  alphabet  was  taught 
to  Mexican  natives  of  the  upper  classes,  which  included  the  priesthood, 
as  early  as  1522,  within  three  years  of  the  landing  of  Cortes,  who 
reached  the  Mexican  coast  on  Good  Friday,  1519,  and  named  the  place 
of  his  landing  "the  City  of  the  Holy  Cross,"  or  Vera  Cruz.  It  is,  there- 
fore, easy  enough  to  understand  how  one  of  the  Quiche  priesthood,  in 
possession  of  a  picture-written  scroll  of  the  Guatemalan  Secret  Doctrine, 
was  able  to  transcribe  it  in  Spanish  characters,  putting  it  in  the  form  in 
which,  a  few  years  later,  it  was  "discovered"  and  denounced  by  Father 
Ximenez  at  Chichicas-tenango. 

With  these  explanations,  the  extracts  from  the  opening  Stanza  of 
the  Guatemalan  Secret  Doctrine  may  be  continued : 

"Thus  did  His  Word  come,  with  the  Dominator  and  the  Plumed 
Serpent,  in  the  darkness  and  in  the  night.  Thus  the  Word  spoke  with 
the  Dominator,  the  Plumed  Serpent. 

"They  spoke  together  and  took  counsel  and  meditated;  they  under- 
stood each  other;  they  joined  their  words  and  counsel. 

"As  they  took  counsel,  the  day  began  to  break ;  at  the  moment  of 
dawn,  Man  was  manifested,  while  they  held  counsel  on  the  forthcoming 
and  the  growth  of  forests  and  plants,  on  the  nature  of  animal  and 
human  life,  formed  in  the  darkness  and  in  the  night,  by  Him  who  is 
the  Heart  of  the  Heavens,  whose  name  is  the  Great  Breath." 

Students  of  the  Secret  Doctrine  will  easily  recognize  in  the  sentences 
the  teaching  of  the  Logos,  which  Philo  of  Alexandria,  an  Initiate  of  the 
Egyptian  Lodge,  so  finely  calls  "the  Mind  of  God,"  with  the  formation 
in  the  Logos,  in  "the  thoughts  of  God,"  of  the  outlined  plan  for  the 
early  Rounds,  in  which  Life  was  to  be  manifested,  in  mineral,  vegetable, 
animal,  and  human  form. 

The  Atlantean  mystery-name,  which  is  here  rendered  "the  Great 
Breath,"  has,  curiously  enough,  found  its  way  into  many  modern 
European  tongues.  In  the  Quiche  text,  it  is  "Hurakan,"  the  "Storm- 
wind,"  from  which  come  the  English  "hurricane"  and  the  French 
"ouragan."  The  Logos,  therefore,  in  the  Quiche  text,  is  Hurakan : 
"the  Wind  that  bloweth  whither  it  listeth."  The  triune  nature  of  the 
Logos  is  set  forth  in  the  next  sentences  of  the  Stanza: 

"The  Lightning  is  the  first  sign  of  the  Great  Breath ;  the  Furrow  of 
the  Lightning  is  the  second  sign;  the  Thunder  is  the  third  sign.  And 
these  three  are  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens. 


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"They  came  with  the  Dominator,  the  Plumed  Serpent;  They  took 
counsel  concerning  intelligent  life :  how  the  seeds  should  be  formed,  how 
the  light  should  come,  who  should  be  the  sustainers,  the  support  of  the 
divinities." 

Then  the  beginning  of  manifestation  is  recorded,  with  its  splendid 
spiritual  motive:  that  the  heavens  might  declare  the  glory  of  God,  that 
the  firmament  might  show  His  handiwork: 

"  '  Thus  shall  it  be  done !  Be  ye  filled !  Let  the  waters  withdraw 
and  cease  to  be  a  hindrance,  so  that  the  world  may  come  into  being,  that 
it  may  become  firm  and  manifest  its  surface;  that  it  may  receive  seed, 
and  that  the  light  may  shine  in  the  heavens  and  on  the  earth.  For  We 
shall  receive  neither  glory  nor  honour  from  all  that  We  have  created 
and  formed,  until  Man  exists,  the  being  endowed  with  intelligence.' 

"Thus  They  spoke,  while  the  world  was  being  formed  by  Them. 
Thus  did  the  birth  of  things  take  place,  thus  did  the  world  come  into 
being.  'World!'  They  said,  and  immediately  the  world  took  form. 

"Like  a  mist,  like  a  cloud,  was  the  world  formed  when  it  took  shape, 
when  the  mountains  appeared  above  the  waters.  And  in  an  instant  the 
great  hills  came  into  being. 

"Only  by  a  marvellous  force  and  power  was  it  possible  to  carry  out 
what  had  been  decided  upon:  the  formation  of  mountains  and  valleys, 
with  cypresses  and  pines  upon  their  surface. 

"Then  the  Plumed  Serpent  was  filled  with  joy :  'Thou  art  Welcome !' 
He  cried,  'O  Heart  of  the  Heavens!  O  Hurakan!  O  Furrow  of  the 
Lightning !  O  Thunderbolt !' 

"  '  What  We  have  brought  into  being  and  formed,  shall  have  its 
accomplishment,'  They  answered." 

It  is  not  difficult  to  see  in  the  Plumed  Serpent,  who  has  his  symbol 
in  the  seal  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  the  Power  called  Fohat,  "cosmic 
electricity,"  who  ran  circular  errands  throughout  the  universe.  The 
progress  of  the  earlier  Rounds  is  then  rapidly,  yet  beautifully  outlined: 

"And  first  were  formed  the  earth,  the  mountains  and  the  plains; 
the  course  of  the  waters  was  divided;  the  rivers  made  their  way  among 
the  mountains;  it  was  in  this  order  that  the  waters  came  into  being, 
when  the  great  hills  were  revealed. 

"Thus  was  the  creation  of  the  world,  when  it  was  formed  by  Them, 
Who  are  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens  and  the  Heart  of  the  earth;  for 
thus  are  They  named,  who  first  made  fruitful  the  heavens  and  the  earth, 
that  had  been  suspended  inert  in  the  midst  of  the  waters. 

"Thus  was  the  world  made  fruitful,  when  They  made  it  fruitful, 
while  its  development  and  its  completion  were  being  meditated  upon 
by  Them." 


NOTES   AND   COMMENTS  117 

So  far,  the  first  chapter  of  the  Popol  Vuh,  the  Guatemalan  Secret 
Doctrine,  covering  the  cosmic  dawn,  and  the  first  Round,  in  which 
germinated  the  creative  seeds  carried  over  from  past  manvantaras. 

The  second  chapter  covers,  in  the  same  rapid  way,  and  with  a  like 
use  of  symbolism,  the  second  and  third  Round,  in  which  vegetable  and 
animal  life  came  into  being. 

"Then  They  gave  fertility  to  the  creatures  of  the  mountains,  to  the 
guardians  of  the  forests;  the  creatures  that  dwell  among  the  mountains, 
the  deer,  the  birds,  the  lions,  the  tigers,  the  serpents,  vipers,  snakes, 
guardians  of  creeping  plants. 

"Thus  spake  He  who  engenders,  He  who  gives  life :  'Was  it  to 
remain  in  silence,  to  continue  without  movement,  that  the  shaded  woods 
and  creeping  plants  were  made?  Therefore  it  is  good  that  there  are 
beings  to  dwell  among  them!' 

"Thus  They  spoke,  while  They  brought  fertility  into  being;  and 
forthwith  beasts  and  birds  came  into  being.  Then  They  gave  the  beasts 
and  birds  their  dwellings  : 

"  '  Thou,  deer,  along  the  river  banks  and  in  the  ravines  shalt  thou 
sleep;  here  shalt  thou  rest,  in  the  brushwood  and  undergrowth.  In  the 
forests  shall  ye  multiply,  on  four  feet  shall  ye  go !'  Thus  was  it  fulfilled, 
as  it  was  declared  to  them. 

"The  dwelling  places  of  the  greater  and  the  lesser  birds  were  given 
to  them  in  like  manner :  'Birds,  ye  shall  dwell  in  the  tree-tops  and  among 
the  creeping  plants;  there  shall  ye  make  your  nests  and  there  shall  ye 
increase !  Ye  shall  dwell  upon  the  branches  of  the  trees  and  among  the 
twigs  of  the  creeping  plants!'  Thus  was  it  declared  to  the  deer  and  to 
the  birds;  and  they  took  possession  of  their  dwelling  places  and  their 
lairs.  Thus  to  the  creatures  of  the  earth  did  He  who  engenders,  and 
He  who  gives  life,  distribute  their  abodes. 

"Therefore,  when  all  were  made,  both  beasts  and  birds,  it  was 
proclaimed  to  the  beasts  and  birds  by  the  Creator,  by  the  Moulder,  by 
Him  who  engenders,  by  Him  who  gives  life : 

"  '  Cry  out !  Sing !  Since  the  power  to  cry  out  and  sing  has  been 
given  to  you;  let  your  voices  be  heard,  each  according  to  his  kind, 
according  to  his  race!'  Thus  was  it  said  to  the  deer,  to  the  birds,  to 
the  lions,  the  tigers  and  the  serpents : 

"  '  Call  upon  Our  names !  Honour  Us,  who  are  your  Mother  and 
Father!  Call  upon  Hurakan,  the  Great  Breath,  upon  the  Furrow  of  the 
Lightning,  upon  the  Thunderbolt !  Call  upon  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens, 
the  Heart  of  the  Earth,  upon  the  Creator,  the  Moulder,  upon  Him  who 
engenders,  upon  Him  who  gives  life !  Give  voice !  Call  upon  Us ! 
Greet  Us !'  Thus  was  it  proclaimed  to  them. 

"But  to  them  it  was  not  given  to  speak  as  man  speaks ;  they  could 
only  chatter,  or  trill,  or  croak,  without  semblance  of  speech,  each  one 
uttering  his  proper  sound. 


118          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

"When  the  Creator  and  the  Moulder  understood  that  the  creatures 
could  not  speak,  They  said  once  more  to  each  other : 

" '  The  creatures  cannot  utter  Our  names,  though  We  be  their 
Creators,  their  Moulders.  It  is  not  well!'  Thus  They  said  to  one 
another, — He  who  engenders  and  He  who  gives  life. 

"And  to  the  creatures  it  was  proclaimed:  'Ye  shall  be  changed, 
because  it  is  not  given  to  you  to  utter  speech.  Therefore,  We  have 
changed  Our  purpose:  Your  food  and  your  sustenance  ye  shall  retain; 
your  lairs  and  your  dwellings  ye  shall  possess.  They  shall  be  the  woods 
and  the  ravines.  But  Our  glory  is  not  perfect,  since  ye  call  not  upon 
Our  names. 

"  '  Other  beings  shall  come  into  existence,  who  will  have  the  power 
to  call  upon  Us;  We  shall  give  them  power  to  obey.  Fulfil,  therefore, 
your  destinies !  As  for  your  bodies,  they  shall  be  consumed !  .  .  . 

This  closes  the  third  Round.  Nowhere,  perhaps,  in  the  Scriptures 
of  the  world  does  there  exist  a  finer,  nobler  definition  of  man,  than 
this  in  the  Popol  Vuh,  the  Quiche  Scripture  of  Guatemala :  Man  is  the 
being  who  can  worship.  Man  is  the  being  who  can  pray  and  call  upon 
the  Divinity.  Man  is  the  being  to  whom  is  given  the  power  to  obey. 

From  this  point,  from  the  opening,  namely,  of  the  fourth  Round, 
the  parallelism  between  the  Popol  Vuh  and  the  Stanzas  of  Dzyan,  as 
expounded  in  The  Secret  Doctrine,  becomes  exceedingly  close.  In 
symbolism,  it  is  true,  but  in  a  symbolism  that  hardly  veils  the  truth,  is 
set  forth  the  history  of  the  earlier  races;  the  first  formative  attempts, 
when  "Nature,  unaided,  failed."  The  stanzas  follow : 

"Thereupon  a  new  effort  to  form  beings  was  made  by  the  Creator 
and  the  Moulder,  by  Him  who  engenders,  by  Him  who  gives  life :  'Let 
the  trial  be  made  again !  The  time  of  the  seeds  approaches.  The  dawn 
is  at  hand.  Let  Us  make  those  who  shall  support  and  sustain  Us ! 

" '  How  shall  We  compass  it  that  We  may  be  invoked  and  com- 
memorated upon  the  face  of  the  earth?  We  have  made  trial  already 
of  Our  first  work,  Our  first  creation.  They  cannot  call  upon  Our  names, 
nor  honour  Us.  Therefore  let  Us  make  beings  who  may  obey  and 
worship  Us,  beings  who  may  nourish  and  sustain  Us.' 

"Thus  did  they  speak.  Then  took  place  the  creation  and  the 
moulding  of  a  new  being ;  of  wet  clay  his  flesh  was  moulded.  But  They 
saw  that  Their  work  was  not  good.  For  the  new  creature  was  without 
coherence,  without  stability,  without  movement,  without  strength,  watery 
and  feeble.  He  could  not  move  his  head.  His  face  was  turned  in  one 
direction  only.  His  vision  was  veiled  and  he  could  not  look  backwards. 
He  had  received  the  gift  of  utterance,  but  he  was  without  understanding. 
In  the  waters  he  melted  away,  and  was  not  able  to  stand  upright. 

"Therefore  once  again  the  Creator  and  the  Moulder  spoke.  'The 
greater  our  labour  over  him,  the  less  can  he  go  forth  and  multiply. 
Therefore,  let  us  seek  to  make  an  intelligent  being!'  said  They. 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  119 

"So  They  once  more  unmade  and  destroyed  Their  handiwork  and 
Their  creation.  Thereupon  They  said :  'How  shall  We  bring  to  being 
creatures  that  may  adore  Us  and  invoke  Us  ?' " 

The  next  stanzas  introduce  two  mysterious  beings,  to  whom  are 
given,  in  the  old  Atlantean  tongue,  the  names  of  Shpiyacoc  and 
Shmucane,  "the  Hunters  who  shoot  upward  and  downward  with  Their 
blowpipes."  It  is  a  symbol  somewhat  like  that  of  the  mystical  opening 
verses  of  Genesis,  when  the  Lord  God  breathed  into  the  nostrils  of  man 
the  breath  of  life ;  but  the  power  suggested  in  the  Guatemalan  Scripture 
seems  to  be  spiritual  rather  than  vital  fire,  the  enkindling  fire  of  Buddhi. 
In  other  words,  these  two  mystery  beings,  with  their  strange,  harsh- 
sounding  names,  seem  to  represent  the  hosts  of  the  Planetary  Spirits, 
the  descending  Manasaputras,  without  the  infusion  of  whose  life  there 
can  be  no  intelligent  mankind;  without  the  inbreathing  of  whose  life- 
breath,  Nature,  unaided,  fails.  The  stanzas  follow: 

"Then  They  said,  as  They  took  counsel  once  more  with  one  another : 
'Let  Us  call  to  Our  aid  Shpiyacoc  and  Shmucane,  the  Hunters  who  shoot 
upward  and  downward  with  the  blowpipe.  Let  Them  seek  once  more 
to  cast  the  lot  of  man,  to  divine  the  time  of  his  formation!' 

"Then  to  these  Seers,  ancestors  of  the  sun,  ancestors  of  light,  They 
spoke.  For  thus  are  They  called  by  the  Creator  and  the  Moulder.  They 
spoke  to  the  Lord  of  the  sun,  to  the  Lord  of  formative  power,  to  the 
Seers,  saying: 

"  '  The  time  has  come  for  Us  to  agree  upon  the  signs  of  the  man 
We  are  to  create,  that  he  may  uphold  Us  and  sustain  Us,  so  that  We 
may  be  invoked  and  worshipped! 

" '  Begin,  then,  to  speak,  O  Thou  who  engenderest  and  Thou  who 
givest  birth !  Our  Grandmother  and  Grandfather,  Shpiyacoc,  Shmucane  ! 
Let  the  seeds  germinate !  Let  the  dawn  come !  .  .  .'" 

But  the  time  had  not  yet  come;  for  the  newly  formed  man,  the 
man  of  the  second  and  early  third  Race,  though  more  coherent  than 
the  first,  yet  lacked  intelligence.  The  symbol  is  a  quaint  one,  and  there 
is,  in  the  narrative,  a  certain  strain  of  genuine  humour: 

"In  the  same  moment  there  came  into  being  a  manikin  made  of 
wood.  Men  were  produced,  who  thereupon  peopled  the  earth.  They 
increased,  they  multiplied,  but  their  offspring  were  manikins  made  of 
wood.  They  had  neither  heart  nor  understanding,  nor  remembrance 
of  their  Creator.  Their  life  was  purposeless,  like  the  lives  of  beasts. 

"They  remembered  not  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens;  and  this  is  how 
they  failed :  they  were  but  a  makeshift  and  a  failure ;  at  first  they  spoke, 
but  their  faces  dried  up;  without  firmness  were  their  feet  and  hands; 
they  had  neither  blood  nor  substance ;  the  cheeks  of  their  faces  were  dry ; 
their  feet  and  hands  were  stiff,  their  bodies  were  devoid  of  suppleness. 

"This  is  why  they  bethought  them  not  to  raise  their  faces  towards 


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their  Creator,  their  Father,  their  Providence.  These  were  the  first  men 
who  dwelt  in  numbers  on  the  surface  of  the  earth. 

"Thereupon  came  their  end,  their  ruin  and  their  destruction,  the 
ruin  of  these  manikins  made  of  wood,  who  were  put  to  death. 

"The  waters  began  to  swell,  through  the  will  of  the  Heart  of  the 
Heavens,  and  a  great  flood  came,  which  rose  above  the  heads  of  the 
manikins  made  of  wood ....  Thus  was  their  destruction :  they  were 
overwhelmed  by  a  flood,  and  thick  pitch  descended  upon  them  from  the 
heavens.  .  .  . 

"It  is  said  that  their  descendants  are  the  monkeys  who  dwell  in  the 
forests  to-day;  they  became  monkeys  in  the  woods,  because  they  were 
manikins  made  of  wood.  This  is  why  the  monkeys  look  like  men.  They 
are  of  another  race,  sprung  from  the  manikins  made  of  wood."  .  .  . 

Then  at  last,  with  the  incarnation  of  the  Manasaputras,  true  men 
came  into  being: 

"They  spoke  and  they  reasoned.  They  saw  and  they  heard.  They 
walked,  they  had  feeling ;  beings  perfect  and  beautiful,  whose  faces  were 
the  faces  of  men. 

"Intelligence  dwelt  in  them.  They  looked,  they  raised  their  eyes, 
their  vision  embraced  all  things ;  they  beheld  the  whole  world,  and,  when 
they  contemplated  it,  their  vision  turned  in  an  instant  from  the  vault  of 
the  heavens,  to  regard  anew  the  surface  of  the  earth. 

"Things  most  deeply  hidden  they  saw  at  will,  without  need  of 
moving  beforehand;  and  when  they  turned  their  vision  upon  the  world, 
they  beheld  all  that  it  contains. 

"Great  was  their  wisdom ;  their  genius  was  extended  over  the  forests, 
over  the  rocks,  over  the  lakes  and  seas,  over  the  mountains  and  over  the 
valleys.  Truly  marvellous  were  they.  .  .  . 

"Then  they  gave  thanks  to  their  Creator,  saying :  'In  truth,  we  give 
all  manner  of  thanks !  We  have  received  being,  we  have  received  life ! 
We  speak,  we  hear,  we  think,  we  walk;  we  perceive  and  know  equally 
that  which  is  far  and  that  which  is  near. 

" '  We  behold  all  things,  great  and  small,  in  the  heavens  and  upon 
earth.  Thanks,  therefore,  to  You,  we  have  come  into  being,  O  Creator, 
O  Moulder !  We  have  life,  O  our  Ancestress,  our  Ancestor !'  Thus  did 
they  speak,  rendering  thanks  for  their  creation  and  their  being. 

"And  they  encompassed  the  measure  and  perception  of  all  that  is — 
the  four  corners  and  the  four  angles  of  the  heavens  and  of  the  earth." 

Years  ago  Mme.  H.  P.  Blavatsky  called  attention  to  this  description 
in  the  Popol  Vuh  of  the  early  divine  race,  who  saw  and  knew  all  things, 
through  their  possession  of  the  Third  Eye.  How  that  miraculous  eye 
was  dimmed  is  related  in  the  following  stanza: 

"But  the  Creator  and  the  Moulder  were  displeased  when  They  saw 
these  things.  'What  these  creatures  tell  us,  is  not  well !  They  know  all 
things,  great  and  small !' 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  121 

"Therefore  They  once  more  took  counsel  of  Him  who  engenders, 
of  Him  who  gives  life :  'What  are  we  to  do  with  them  ?  Let  their  vision 
be  diminished!  Let  them  see  but  a  small  part  of  the  surface  of  the 
earth ! 

"It  is  not  well !  Their  nature  is  not  the  nature  of  creatures ! 
They  will  be  as  gods  if,  at  the  time  of  the  seeds  and  of  the  dawn,  they 
do  not  procreate  and  multiply. 

"  '  Let  Us  diminish  Our  handiwork,  that  there  may  be  something 
lacking ;  for  what  We  behold  is  not  well !  Will  they  not  seek  to  be  equal 
to  Us  who  have  made  them,  whose  knowledge  stretches  far,  embracing 
all  things?' 

"Thus  it  was  said  by  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens,  by  Hurakan  the 
Great  Breath,  by  the  Furrow  of  the  Lightning,  by  the  Thunderbolt, 
by  Him  who  engenders,  by  Him  who  gives  life,  Shpiyacoc,  Shmucane, 
the  Builder,  the  Moulder.  Thus  did  They  speak,  labouring  once  more 
on  the  fashioning  of  Their  handiwork. 

"Then  a  mist  was  breathed  over  the  pupils  of  their  eyes  by  the  Heart 
of  the  Heavens;  their  eyes  were  veiled,  like  a  mirror  breathed  upon. 
They  saw  only  what  was  near.  This  alone  remained  clear  to  them. 

"Thus  was  the  wisdom  and  knowledge  of  these  men  taken  away, 
with  its  principle  and  its  source.  Thus  were  formed  and  created  our 
ancestors  and  our  fathers,  by  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens,  by  the  Heart 
of  the  earth. 

"Then  their  wives  came  into  being,  and  their  women  were  formed. 
The  Creator  took  counsel  once  more,  and,  while  they  slept,  they  received 
beautiful  wives,  and  when  they  awoke,  their  wives  were  there.  And  their 
hearts  were  filled  with  joy  because  of  them.  From  them  sprang  all 
mankind,  all  the  races,  great  and  small.  .  .  . 

"Many  men  came  into  being  and  multiplied.  They  lived  together, 
and  great  was  their  renown  in  the  lands  of  the  Sunrise. 

"They  lived  in  happiness,  races  black  and  white ;  peaceful  was  their 
aspect,  sweet  were  their  words,  great  was  their  intelligence.  All  were 
of  one  speech;  they  invoked  neither  wood  nor  stone,  remembering  only 
the  word  of  their  Creator,  the  Heart  of  the  Heavens,  the  Heart  of  the 
earth.  And  thus  they  prayed: 

' '  Salutation  to  Thee,  O  Creator !  Thou  who  seest  and  hearest  us ! 
Abandon  us  not,  nor  turn  away  from  us !  O  Divinity,  who  art  in  heaven 
and  on  earth,  continue  our  posterity  so  long  as  the  sun  shall  move,  so 
long  as  the  dawn  shall  break !  Let  the  seeds  germinate !  Let  the  light 
come! 

" '  Grant  to  us  to  walk  always  in  open  ways,  in  paths  without 
ambush !  Let  us  ever  remain  at  peace  with  our  people ;  let  our  lives 
pass  in  happiness !  Grant  us  a  life  free  from  reproach !  Let  the  seeds 
germinate !  Let  the  light  come !'  " 


FRAGMENTS 


I. 

The  world  cannot  hate  you;  but  me  it  hateth;  because  I  testify  of 
it,  that  the  works  thereof  are  evil. — John  7 : 7. 

IF  the  world  hate  me  not,  therefore,  it  behooveth  me  as  a  servant 
of  Christ  Jesus  to  consider  wherefore  not;  and  how  it  comes  that 
the  disciple  wear  not  the  livery  of  his  Lord.  Should  I  not  at  least 

have  that  speech  which,  like  Peter's,  would  betray  me,  arousing  the 
suspicion  of  the  world,  and  its  consequent  coldness?  Why  should  I 
desire  the  friendship  and  approbation  of  those  who  hated  my  Master? 
"The  world  cannot  hate  you,"  said  Jesus  to  those  relatives  of  his ;  blessed 
Lord,  forbid  it  that  utter  worldliness  should  ever  make  it  possible  to 
pronounce  such  condemnation  upon  me ! 

If  the  world  hate  me,  it  behooveth  me  again  to  consider  wherefore. 
It  might  perchance  be  that  it  hated  me  from  envy,  in  that  I  excelled 
in  worldliness  and  its  successes;  or  that  I  could  not  even  measure  up 
to  the  low  standards  of  its  demands.  It  is  not  the  mere  hating,  therefore, 
which  should  content  me,  but  the  reason  of  it.  The  world  must  take 
knowledge  of  me  that  I  have  been  with  Jesus,  and  it  can  only  do  this 
as  it  perceives  in  me  that  likeness  which  comes  from  constant  association 
and  imitation.  I  may  gauge  this  in  myself :  for  in  the  former  case 
I  shall  be  either  distressed  and  restless  over  my  unjust  fate,  or  filled 
with  unctuous  self-complacency  at  my  superior  virtue.  In  the  second 
case,  I  shall  meekly  glory  in  the  dignity  my  Lord  hath  conferred  upon 
me,  even  while  I  feel  most  humbled  that  the  pure  eyes  of  the  angels 
should  behold  my  unworthiness.  This  too  will  fill  me  with  an  ardent 
zeal  to  attain  that  perfection  which  alone  can  justify  his  grace  toward 
me,  so  great  a  sinner. 

II. 

The  shadows  lengthen  and  the  cool  wind  blows  in  from  the  desert. 
The  day  is  drawing  to  its  end.  What,  O  Shepherd  of  the  stars,  have 
we  to  offer  thee  as  harvest  of  these  hours  ?  Thy  strength  have  we  been 
using;  thy  time  (so  dearly  bought!).  Thy  life,  in  which  alone  we  live, 
has  been  our  trust,  to  profit  by,  or  waste.  The  roof  of  thy  solicitude 
has  vaulted  us  with  the  pure  blue  of  heaven;  the  waters  of  thy  grace 

122 


FRAGMENTS  123 

have  slaked  our  thirst;  the  sunshine  of  thy  smile  has  filled  the  world, 
and  thy  companionship  has  been  its  atmosphere.  What  have  we  done 
with  all  these  gifts,  dear  Lord?  What  do  we  bring  thee  as  the  daylight 
folds  its  wings? 

Our  deeds  are  like  wee  grains  of  sand.  Laid  in  thy  dear  hand  the 
scar  there  hides  them, — mercifully.  Look  in  our  hearts — thy  hearts, 
these  gardens  thou  hast  planted,  of  which  we  have  made  such  wastes.  See, 
in  this  corner  I  have  weeded  to-day ;  and  in  this  corner,  I ! — and  I ! — 
Lord,  dost  thou  see?  And  here  I  have  pruned  a  rose,  and  tied  a  vine, 
and  placed  support  for  a  fragile  stem.  Lord,  dost  thou  see  ?  And,  Lord, 
the  sun  was  hot  while  we  were  toiling,  and  our  backs,  unused  to  toil, 
ached  beneath  the  strain.  So  we  idled  much,  and  lay  down  in  the  shade. 
Those  moments  sting  us  now  like  poisoned  thorns ;  we  are  thankful  for 
the  aching  back  and  burning  sun,  whose  recollection  brings  us  peace. 

So  we  have  repentance  that  we  offer,  and  gratitude ;  and  recognition 
of  a  guiding  hand  and  charity  for  weakness  and  for  ignorance.  We 
know  these  will  not  fail  us.  So  we  pray  for  clearer  faith  to-morrow, 
deeper  trust,  the  energy  of  hope,  the  courage  to  endure.  All  must  be 
for  some  great  purpose  of  thine  own;  in  that  we  rest. 

May  thy  compassion  brood  o'er  us  this  night;  thy  white  souled 
angels  watch  us  while  we  sleep.  Amen.  CAVE. 


What  is  that  middle  path,  O  Bhikkhu  [disciple],  avoiding  these 
two  extremes,  [sensuality  and  painful  asceticism]  discovered  by  the 
Tathdgata — that  path  which  opens  the  eyes,  and  bestows  understanding, 
which  leads  to  peace  of  mind,  to  the  higher  wisdom,  to  full  enlighten- 
ment, to  Nirvana?  Verily  it  is  this  noble  eightfold  path:  that  is  to  say: 

Right  views: 
Right  aspirations: 
Right  speech: 
Right  conduct: 
Right  livelihood: 
Right  effort: 
Right  mindfulness :  and 
Right  contemplation, 

— BUDDHIST  SUTTAS. 


THEOSOPHY 

A   LECTURE* 


LUNCHING  with  friends  to-day,  I  asked  them  if  they  would 
be  good  enough  to  suggest  one  or  two  of  the  misconceptions 
regarding  Theosophy  and  The  Theosophical  Society  which  it 
would  be  as  well  to  remove,  if  possible,  on  this  occasion.  One 
of  them  said  he  thought  it  would  be  wise  to  explain  that  I  am  speaking, 
this  afternoon,  as  a  member  of  The  Theosophical  Society  that  was 
founded  by  Madame  Blavatsky  and  friends  of  hers,  in  1875;  and  that 
this  Society  has  no  connection  whatsoever  either  with  the  Society  in 
India  which  is  under  the  leadership  of  Mrs.  Annie  Besant,  or  with  the 
Society  at  Point  Loma  which  also  occasionally  uses  the  name  of 
Theosophy.  Anyone  who  knows  anything  about  us  will  have  realized, 
without  that  explanation,  and  even  without  any  intimate  acquaintance 
with  us,  that  we  could  not  possibly  be  connected  with  an  organization 
of  individuals  who  seem,  at  least,  to  have  been  doing  their  utmost  to 
create  discontent, — in  India  particularly;  or,  in  the  other  case,  with  an 
organization  which  urges  a  premature  friendliness  with  an  unrepentant 
Germany. 

It  was  also  suggested  that  it  would  be  well  to  make  it  clear  that 
Theosophy  is  not  a  religion.  Some  people  seem  to  think  it  is  a  sect. 
Now  there  are  enough  sects — enough  creeds — in  the  world,  without 
adding  to  their  number.  Theosophy  is  not  a  religion.  It  is  a  means 
by  which  religions  can  be  understood;  just  as  it  is  a  means  by  which 
sciences  can  be  understood,  and,  more  important  than  anything  else, 
a  means  by  which  life  can  be  understood. 

Those  were  the  only  two  points  that  I  can  remember  now,  that 
were  suggested ;  but  it  occurred  to  me  that  it  would  be  as  well  to  explain 
further  that  Theosophy  is  nothing  new.  Some  people  seem  to  think  that 
it  is  one  of  the  innumerable  movements  of  modern  times,  invented  by 
individuals,  and,  I  am  afraid,  in  a  great  many  instances  conducted  for 
the  benefit  of  those  individuals; — a  sort  of  new  revelation;  or  a  new 
method  of  never  becoming  ill;  or  of  making  money  without  trouble. 

Actually,  The  Theosophical  Society  is  extravagantly  old-fashioned. 
I  believe,  and  I  hope,  that  it  is  the  most  old-fashioned  organization  in 
this  country  at  the  present  time, — old-fashioned,  because,  among  other 
things,  it  believes  in  tradition,  in  honour,  in  womanhood.  It  believes  in 
all  sorts  of  things  in  which  the  modern  world  seems  to  have  lost  its 
faith.  Among  other  things,  it  believes  that  the  past  contains  many 
lessons  which  we  must  understand,  if  we  are  going  to  understand  the 


•  Delivered  at  the  Thimble  Theatre,  New  York,  on  the  Sunday  following  the  Convention  of 
The   Theosophical   Society,   April,    1919,   and   reproduced   from   stenographic    notes. 


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present,  or  act  intelligently  for  the  future.  Perhaps  we  might  say  that 
the  best  evidence  of  our  old-fashioned  attitude  toward  the  world  in 
general,  was  given  during  the  War.  We  have  a  magazine, — the  official 
organ  of  the  Society, — called  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY.  And  from 
the  very  beginning  of  the  War,  in  1914,  article  after  article  appeared 
in  that  magazine,  protesting  against  our  national  neutrality.  We  were 
old-fashioned  enough  to  believe  that  our  neutrality  at  that  time  was 
dishonouring;  to  believe  that  there  was  a  principle  at  stake;  that  every 
man  who  loved  righteousness  had  a  duty  to  perform;  that  we  ought 
to  have  drawn  whatever  weapons  we  possessed,  or,  if  we  possessed  no 
weapons  at  all,  that  we  ought  to  have  fought  without  them,  on  general 
principles.  Throughout  the  war,  not  only  in  the  QUARTERLY,  but  at 
Convention  after  Convention  of  the  Society,  declarations  were  made, 
on  behalf  of  the  Society,  unanimously  asserting  that  we  had  certain 
duties,  as  a  nation  and  as  individuals,  and  that  neutrality  in  itself, — 
assuming  for  one  moment  that  a  moral  question  was  at  issue, — that 
national  neutrality  is  just  as  criminal,  just  as  repulsive,  as  the  luke- 
warmness  so  graphically  described  by  Saint  John  the  Evangelist. 

There  is  a  great  deal  going  on  at  the  present  time  toward  which 
we  adopt  what  some  would  call  an  old-fashioned  attitude.  For  instance, 
a  few  days  ago  (it  should  be  clearly  understood  that  we  have  no  concern 
whatsoever  with  politics),  it  was  stated  in  the  New  York  Times  that  the 
official  representative  of  this  great  nation  had  argued  against  Brussels 
as  the  headquarters  of  the  proposed  League  of  Nations  on  the  ground 
that  Belgium  had  suffered  so  many  wrongs.  Now  if  that  means  anything 
at  all,  it  means  that  because  Brussels  was  involved  in  the  war;  because 
Belgium,  instead  of  assenting  to  the  violation  of  treaties,  resisted  the 
aggressor  and  fought  for  international  righteousness, — therefore  she  must 
continue  to  be  a  centre  of  discord  and  cannot  be  a  centre  of  justice. 
We  do  not  understand  that  and  do  not,  in  a  sense,  wish  to  understand 
it.  I  note  it  here  because  it  seems  to  suggest  the  antithesis  of  that 
which  is  typical  of  the  Society.  We  are  inclined  to  look  at  things  in 
a  simple  and  direct  way.  We  have  an  extraordinary  reverence  for  facts, 
but  no  use  whatsoever  for  dreams.  We  feel  that  when  it  comes  to  the 
solution  of  a  problem  like  the  headquarters  for  a  League  of  Nations, 
the  reasons  advanced  against  Brussels  are  no  reasons.  It  seems  to  us 
as  if  individuals  who  are  reasoning  in  that  way  are  the  victims  of  a 
distorted  vision  which  is  one  of  the  symptoms  of  a  modern  disease, — 
a  disease  which  makes  people  behave,  all  over  the  world,  as  if  they  had 
just  come  out  of  a  sleep  induced  by  ether. 

Now  why  is  it  that  we  are  not  only  old-fashioned,  but  are  thankful 
that  we  are?  Why  is  it  that,  instead  of  being  innovators,  we  are,  in 
fact,  deliberately,  consciously,  trying  to  keep  alive  in  the  world  an  old 
tradition?  For  the  understanding  of  this,  we  have  to  go  back  to  1875, 
when  The  Theosophical  Society  was  founded.  I  want  to  remind  you 


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what  the  condition  of  the  world  was  at  that  time.  Few  to-day  realize 
the  enormous  change  that  has  taken  place  since  then.  In  1875  both 
science  and  religion  were  hide-bound.  Both  of  them  had  iron-clad 
creeds;  they  were  narrow-minded  to  a  degree.  Science  was  still  some- 
thing of  an  innovation.  But  science,  which  ought  to  have  been  based 
upon  sound  principle,  had  misunderstood  that  principle,  and  in  place 
of  a  principle  had  already  put  a  creed.  Now  the  principle  ought  to  have 
been  that  knowledge  is  based  upon  experience, — not  upon  the  experience 
of  one  man,  but  upon  the  experience  of  a  series  of  experimenters.  And 
science,  instead  of  adopting  that  platform,  adopted  it  with  vital  limi- 
tations. Science  declared  that  knowledge  can  be  derived  only  from 
experiment,  from  the  observation  of  so-called  facts,  but  added  that  these 
facts  can  only  be  derived  from  the  use  of  the  physical  senses.  Science  in 
that  way  narrowed  itself  almost  incredibly.  Nothing  was  real  except 
what  you  could  see  and  touch  and  weigh.  For  that  reason,  science  was 
opposed  to  religion, — looked  upon  it  as  a  collection  of  superstitions. 
And  religion,  in  its  turn,  narrowing  itself  down  as  it  did,  so  as  to  accept 
one  revelation,  contained  in  one  book,  given  out  by  one  authority,  and 
discrediting  its  real  foundation — the  universal  experience  of  mankind — 
turned  upon  science  as  its  enemy,  trying  to  destroy  it,  just  as  science 
tried  to  destroy  religion. 

The  only  other  important  factor  in  that  situation  was  spiritualism. 
Spiritualism,  in  1875,  was  quite  the  vogue, — the  fashion, — and  spiritual- 
ism declared  that  all  the  phenomena  with  which  it  was  acquainted,  were 
the  product  of  the  intervention  of  spirits  from  the  other  world.  Science, 
of  course,  jeered  at  that  attitude.  Religion  looked  upon  it  as  blasphemous. 

At  that  time,  and  in  those  conditions,  Madame  Blavatsky  stepped 
into  the  arena.  She  was  a  born  fighter,  and  she  came  into  the  world 
to  fight.  She  attacked,  not  science,  but  the  narrow-mindedness  of 
scientists;  not  religion,  but  what  she  defined  as  "churchianity," — the 
crystallization  of  forms  and  creeds.  That  crystallization  she  assailed 
furiously,  and  very  few  people  to-day  can  realize  the  extent  to  which 
she  damaged  the  reputation  of  both,  necessarily  having  to  destroy  before 
she  could  construct,  or  before  construction  could  be  begun.  She  pointed 
out  to  the  scientists  that  while  they  were  entitled,  each  one  in  his  place, 
to  limit  his  range  of  observation,  to  confine  himself  to  any  given  section 
of  nature,  he  had  no  right  to  dogmatize  concerning  the  limits  to  which 
nature  extended ;  he  had  no  right  to  declare  that  his  own  little  department 
was  all  that  nature  contained;  no  right  to  assert  that  there  might  not 
be  worlds  unseen,  as  well  as  worlds  seen. 

Members  of  the  Society  as  well  ag  Madame  Blavatsky  did  every- 
thing that  they  could  do  to  prove  their  point.  They  turned  to  the 
sciences  of  the  past;  they  turned  to  records  of  the  inexplicable;  they 
asked  the  scientists  of  1875  whether  they  were  going  to  throw  overboard 
the  experience  of  centuries.  Turning  to  religion,  they  asserted  that  it 


THEOSOPHY  127 

is  impossible  to  understand  one  religion  only,  without  taking  into  account 
other  expressions  of  the  religious  life, — just  as  it  is  impossible  to 
understand  and  to  use  effectively  one  language  only.  Pointing  to  the 
history  of  the  world,  they  asserted  (in  this  they  were  without  sufficient 
proof,  perhaps,  although  since  then  the  proof  has  been  accumulating), — 
they  asserted  that  mankind  had  been  existing  on  earth,  not  for  four  or 
five  thousand  years,  but  for  hundreds  of  thousands  of  years;  that  our 
civilization  is  not  the  first,  but  that  civilization  has  followed  civilization 
for  ages,  and  that  each  has  produced  its  own  efflorescence,  its  own 
particular  type  of  wisdom.  They  declared  that  so  long  as  the  Church 
confined  itself,  as  it  was  doing,  to  the  record  of  one  religion  only,  or 
of  one  sect  only, — to  that  particular  line  of  experience,  that  particular 
type, — it  could  not  conceivably  understand  even  its  own  type.  It  was 
pointed  out,  for  instance,  that,  after  all,  Christ  was  an  oriental  and  was 
speaking  to  orientals;  and  it  would  be  difficult,  perhaps  impossible,  for 
a  European  or  an  American  to  enter  into  the  spirit  of  His  teaching, 
unless  also  acquainted,  through  other  channels,  with  the  peculiar  approach 
of  the  oriental  mind  when  it  comes  to  deal  with  man  and  with  the 
universe. 

Now,  since  that  day,  very  much,  in  one  sense,  has  been  accomplished. 
Scientists  are  beginning  to  discover  the  limitations  of  their  own  methods. 
More  than  that,  as  the  result  of  their  own  methods,  narrow  as  they 
were,  they  have  been  forcing  their  way  into  the  unseen  world,  or,  rather, 
the  unseen  world  has  been  forcing  itself  upon  them.  They  have  been 
dealing  more  and  more  with  invisibles, — the  X-ray,  and  so  on.  .  .  . 
One  thing  after  another  has  happened  within  the  world  of  science  which 
has  compelled  science  to  recognize  that  the  objective, — that  is  to  say, 
the  things  that  can  be  sensed  or  measured,  are  the  results  and  not  the 
causes,  so  far  as  the  outer  activities  of  the  universe  are  concerned. 
There  is  always  the  unseen  back  of  the  seen ;  the  finer  forces  responsible 
for  the  action  of  the  grosser  forces. 

And  yet,  in  spite  of  that  progress  along  its  own  line,  it  was  said 
truly  at  one  of  the  meetings  of  the  Convention  yesterday,  that  Bolshevism 
as  we  see  it  today  is  the  logical  product  of  the  so-called  scientific 
attitude, — the  attitude  which  sees  in  human  life  the  end  and  not  the 
means;  which  sees  in  the  prolongation  of  physical  life  the  greatest 
achievement  open  to  man;  the  attitude  which  is  materialistic  through 
and  through.  Anyone  who  knows  anything  of  a  modern  American 
university  will  realize  that  if  you  take  the  professorial  body  as  a  whole, 
most  of  them,  even  though  they  do  not  call  themselves  Socialists, — 
certainly  not  willingly,  I  think,  do  they  call  themselves  Bolshevists, — 
are  yet  saturated  with  Socialism,  because  they  are  materialists.  If  you 
once  grant  that  the  only  thing  which  ought  to  be  taken  into  account, 
if  you  would  serve  humanity,  is  the  physical  well-being  of  humanity, 
I  do  not  say  that  even  then  Bolshevism  is  the  logical  outcome,  or  that 


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Socialism  is  the  logical  outcome — I  do  not  believe  they  would  be, — but 
I  do  think  that  if  you  grant  those  materialistic  premisses,  you  can  affirm 
almost  anything  you  choose  as  resulting  from  those  premisses.  If  you 
conceive  that  physical  well-being  is  the  only  thing  in  life  really  worth 
striving  for,  then  whatever  a  man  considers  will  be  profitable  and 
convenient  is  the  thing  to  which  he  has  a  right.  Socialism  has  been 
defined  as  a  method  of  obtaining  as  much  pleasure  as  possible  with  as 
little  effort  as  possible.  Who  can  blame  a  man  for  adopting  that 
philosophy  of  life  if  he  thinks  he  lives  for  forty  or  fifty  or  sixty 
years, — whatever  it  may  be, — and  that  that  is  the  end  as  far  as  he  is 
concerned ! 

If  it  be  true  that  one  of  the  results  of  this  misunderstanding  of 
true  science  is  Bolshevism,  it  is  equally  true  that  while  the  Church  in 
its  turn  has  progressed  enormously  since  1875 ;  has  liberated  itself  from 
some  of  its  old  shackles, — the  main  result  is  that  the  faith  that  it  then 
had,  narrow  and  dogmatic  as  it  was,  has  been  spread  like  a  thin  layer 
of  butter  over  a  vast  surface  of  bread,  absolutely  without  depth  and 
practically  also  without  taste.  I  do  not  know  anything  at  the  present 
time  so  inanimate,  so  lifeless,  as  the  modern  Church;  and  this,  I  am 
glad  to  say,  is  recognized  by  Church-goers  themselves.  They  turn  from 
Church  to  Church.  They  will  leave  the  Episcopal  Church  and  will  join 
a  Presbyterian  Church,  to  see  if  there  is  not  a  little  more  life  in  that. 
And  having  joined  a  Presbyterian  Church,  and  found  that  there  is  less 
instead  of  more  life,  they  will  join  a  Methodist  Church.  Then,  having 
had  a  similar  experience  in  the  Methodist  Church,  they  try  out  Christian 
Science,  move  from  that  to  the  Vedanta,  or  Rome,  and  so  on.  Assuming 
for  one  moment  that  they  are  really  looking  for  life,  and  truth,  and  help, 
wandering  from  pillar  to  post,  and  do  not  find  what  they  are  seeking, — 
does  it  not  follow  that  the  clergy  themselves  do  not  possess  that  which 
these  people  seek?  Is  it  not  obvious  that  many  of  the  clergy  themselves 
have  lost  faith?  What  is  the  modern  clergyman  doing?  He  apologizes 
for  whatever  faith  he  has,  and  then  starts,  within  his  own  Parish  or 
ministry,  as  many  clubs,  mothers'  meetings,  boy-scout  movements,  and 
so  forth,  as  he  can  raise  money  to  support,  and  manages  to  keep  together 
a  congregation  either  by  this  means,  or  by  dragging  in  widely  advertised 
orators  from  the  Bolshevist  class,  that  his  congregation  may  be  titillated 
by  means  of  new  sensations. 

I  well  know  that  there  are  some  devout  men  in  the  Churches,  men 
who  are  splendid  in  every  sense  of  the  word,  men  who  must  be  revered. 
And  yet,  why  was  it  that  so  many  of  them  were  absolutely  without 
light  and  guidance  during  the  great  war?  Why  was  it  that  among  the 
few, — the  very  few, — in  New  York  City  who  did  speak  out  with 
comparative  boldness,  whose  boldness,  whose  sense  of  honour  ran  away 
with  their  discretion, — why  was  it  that  in  these  few  cases  their 
statements  so  rarely  carried  the  force  of  burning  conviction?  I  can 


THEOSOPHY  129 

remember  a  sermon  delivered  in  a  Fifth  Avenue  Church,  not  very  many 
months  before  this  country  finally  did  get  into  the  war,  in  which  it  was 
suggested  that  the  time  might  come  in  the  future  (this  was  supposed 
to  be  a  terrific  utterance,  most  dangerous  and  hairlif ting) ,  the  time  might 
come  when  this  nation  would  feel  that,  in  spite  of  the  great  principle 
of  neutrality,  ...  it  would  have  to  exert  its  influence  against  the 
unwarrantable  aggressions  taking  place  in  Europe. 

Both  science  and  religion  are  in  need,  whether  they  realize  it  or  not. 
And  there  is  this  difference  between  scientists  and  the  clergy:  the 
clergy  recognize  their  need  in  a  great  many  cases,  and  scientists,  I  am 
sorry  to  say,  very  rarely  do.  They  are  self-satisfied.  They  have  no 
reason  to  be,  but  they  are.  And  so  long  as  a  man  is  contented  with 
himself  and  his  method,  there  is  not  so  very  much  hope  for  him.  Among 
the  clergy  there  is  an  avowed,  and,  in  some  cases,  ostentatious  disbelief 
in  what  they  are  doing. 

The  question  is,  whether  Theosophy  can  meet  the  need  that  exists. 
We  believe  that  it  can.  Theosophy  insists  that  if  scientists  would  enlarge 
their  outlook  and  their  method,  their  general  approach  toward  life  is 
sound,  and  could,  with  advantage,  be  adopted  by  the  Church.  We 
believe,  in  other  words,  that  religion  ought  to  be,  and  when  properly 
understood  is,  an  experimental  science.  What  is  religion  for?  What 
is  the  purpose  of  religion?  Is  it  not, — ought  it  not  to  be, — to  help  a 
man  to  understand  the  science  of.  life;  to  help  him  to  recognize  that 
life  is  the  greatest  of  all  arts,  the  greatest  of  all  sciences;  to  insist  that 
it  is  not  an  easy  thing  to  live?  It  is  a  supremely  difficult  thing  to  live. 
Most  people  think  anybody  can  live  who  can  eat.  Now,  supposing  the 
modern  clergyman  were  to  adopt  that  as  one  of  the  planks  in  his 
platform,  and  were  to  say :  My  friends,  you  all  think  you  can  live ;  you 
don't  know  how.  You  should  come  here  to  study  the  art  of  life. 
Supposing  he  were  to  say :  Christ  was  the  great  artist,  the  great  scientist 
in  matters  of  life.  He  came  on  earth  to  teach  you  how  to  live,  to  teach 
you  the  laws  of  life.  I  believe  that  if  a  clergyman  were  to  talk  that 
way  long  enough,  and  were  to  do  his  utmost  to  live  as  he  preached,  he 
would  at  last  get  a  congregation  made  up  of  people  who  were  responsive, 
and  who  would  want  to  learn  how  to  live;  would  want  to  get  at  the 
truth  of  things;  who  would  want  to  be  shown  the  principles  which 
underlie  right  conduct,  wise  conduct. 

Religion,  as  I  have  said,  is  the  science  of  life,  and  not  of  life  in 
any  one  department,  not  of  life  limited  to  the  things  you  can  touch  and 
taste,  but  life  as  inclusive  of  all  possible  human  experience;  inclusive 
also,  of  course,  of  that  which  transcends  human  experience;  life  as 
infinite  and  life  as  eternal.  If  that  attitude  were  adopted,  how  foolish 
it  would  be  to  ignore  the  past!  Suppose  that  you  were  going  to  study 
some  branch  of  modern  science,  what  would  you  do?  You  would  perhaps 
begin  with  the  study  of  a  text-book  of  some  kind  or  other.  That  book 


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would  contain  the  accumulated  experience  of  generations  of  experi- 
menters,— the  tests  they  had  made.  And  your  instructors  would  not 
ask  you  blindly  to  accept  their  statements.  They  would  say:  this  has 
been  our  experience;  if  you  care  to  make  these  experiments,  you  can 
obtain  the  same  results.  That  ought  to  be  the  attitude  of  anyone  who 
undertakes  to  teach  religion.  He  would  give  you  a  text  book,  perhaps 
several  text  books;  he  would  go  back  into  the  past  to  verify  the  results 
of  his  own  experience.  He  would  have  discovered  that  thousands  of 
years  ago,  men  had  the  same  religious  experience  that  they  have  to-day. 
Whether  he  were  to  turn  to  China  or  to  India,  to  Egypt  or  even  to 
Mexico,  he  would  find  the  same  symbols  used,  the  same  doctrines  taught ; 
— the  language  varying,  of  course,  greatly,  from  age  to  age,  but  none 
the  less,  in  spite  of  that  difference  of  language,  the  same  essential  truth. 
He  would  turn  to  a  book  such  as  the  Bhagavad  Gita, — one  of  the  greatest 
scriptures  of  India,  written  many  hundreds  of  years  ago,  long  before 
the  time  of  Christ;  and  yet,  so  long  ago,  written  as  the  synthesis  of 
a  dozen  different  systems  of  philosophy  prevalent  at  the  time;  written 
for  the  purpose  of  reconciling  different  schools  of  philosophical  and 
religious  thought.  He  would  study  that  book,  and  if  he  ever  really 
understood  it,  he  would  discover  it  to  be  one  of  the  most  instructive 
treatises  on  Christian  theology  that  he  had  ever  read,  because  it  is  dealing 
with  human  life  and  human  experience, — with  the  relation  of  the  soul 
to  God. 

"In  thy  thoughts,  do  all  thou  dost  for  Me!"  Krishna  is  speaking, 
and  the  reason  I  am  going  to  quote  this  is  that  you  will  see  that  the 
same  words  might  have  been  used  by  St.  John  of  the  Cross,  attempting, 
in  that  case,  to  speak  for  his  Master.  It  is  as  if  Christ  were  there 
speaking  to  one  of  His  saints : 

"In  thy  thoughts 
Do  all  thou  dost  for  Me!  [that  is,  for  the  Logos,  for  God] 

Renounce  for  Me! 

Sacrifice  heart  and  mind  and  will  to  Me! 
Live  in  the  faith  of  Me!    In  faith  of  Me 
All  dangers  thou  shalt  vanquish  by  My  grace : 
But,  trusting  to  thyself  and  heeding  not, 
Thou  canst  but  perish !" 

Finding  in  it,  as  I  have  said,  both  a  spirit  and  a  purpose  so 
extraordinarily  like  that  which  you  find  in  the  best  writings  of  the 
Christian  Church,  you  might  read  further,  and  then  perhaps  you  would 
find  a  slight  difference. 

"Never  the  spirit  was  born ;  the  spirit  shall  cease  to  be  never ; 

Never  was  time  it  was  not ;  End  and  Beginning  are  dreams ! 
Birthless  and  deathless  and  changeless  remaineth  the  spirit  for  ever ; 
Death  hath  not  touched  it  at  all,  dead  though  the  house  of  it  seems !" 


THEOSOPHY  131 

And  that,  again,  is  a  statement  attributed  to  the  teacher — the  great 
Being — who  was  recognized  in  those  days  as  a  Messenger  from  heaven. 
You  will  find  a  slight  difference  there,  not  a  difference  if  you  compare  it 
with  the  Bible,  but  a  difference  if  you  compare  it  with  the  teaching 
ordinarily  advanced  in  Churches. 

"Never  the  spirit  was  not;  the  spirit  shall  cease  to  be  never;  birth- 
less," — that  which  has  a  beginning  has  an  end.  That  which  is  immortal 
in  the  future  is  immortal  in  the  past.  Hume  pointed  that  out  many, 
many  years  ago.  And  that  is  Christianity.  I  do  not  mean  that  anyone 
has  to  believe  it  in  order  to  be  saved.  But  anybody  has  to  believe  it 
who  wishes  to  be  logical  and  consistent.  And  it  is  strictly  in  accord 
with  Christianity.  "Before  Abraham  was,  I  am." 

However,  my  point  is  this :  wherever  you  turn  in  the  ancient  world, 
whether  to  the  great  religions  or  to  the  mysteries,  you  will  find  that 
the  essence  of  their  doctrines  is  exactly  the  same  as  the  essence  of  the 
doctrine  that  we  know  as  Christianity.  If  you  will  compare  the  writings 
of  Saint  Paul,  for  instance,  with  those  of  Shankaracharya,  you  will  find 
that  both  were  writing  from  their  own  experience  of  things  which  they 
knew  and  had  tested,  and  that  what  they  were  saying  to  their  hearers 
was :  do  this  same  thing,  and  you  also  will  find  the  same  truth ;  carry 
out  this  same  experiment,  obey  these  same  laws  and,  as  a  result,  this 
knowledge  will  come  to  you.  That  is  why  any  real  student  of 
Theosophy,  recognizing  the  need  of  tradition  as  a  check  on  the  present, 
as  a  means  of  testing  and  of  verifying  current  experience,  has  an 
immense  respect  for  the  past.  No  real  student  of  Theosophy  could 
ever  be  a  revolutionary.  He  believes  in  progress.  He  believes  in  growth. 
But  he  does  not  believe  that  you  can  help  a  tree  to  grow  by  tearing 
it  up  by  the  roots ;  that  you  can  create  something  out  of  nothing.  The 
present  is  the  outcome  of  the  past,  and  the  future  will  be  the  outcome 
of  past  and  present.  He  is  comforted  by  his  belief,  because,  when 
these  modern  innovators  begin  to  upset  things,  to  tear  things  down  so 
as  to  build  on  the  debris  they  have  created,  he  is  inclined,  like  Kipling's 
oriental,  to  smile.  He  knows  so  well,  as  the  result  of  his  study  of 
the  past,  that  China  tried  Socialism  ages  ago,  and  got  terribly  tired  of 
it.  He  knows  that,  when  all  is  said  and  done,  nature  is  orderly,  and 
that  nature  cannot  be  cheated.  Even  her  volcanoes  are  orderly  in 
comparison  with  Bolshevism.  Nature  will  take  care  of  all  these 
eccentricities,  and  will  level  them  all  out,  restoring  all  things  that  ought 
to  be  restored.  I  do  not  mean  that  we  should  fold  our  hands  and  do 
nothing.  On  the  contrary,  I  mean  that  we  ought  to  co-operate  with 
nature, — work  with  her,  and  not  against  her.  But  we  can  never  work 
with  her,  never  understand  her,  unless  we  have  a  huge  respect  for  facts. 
Because  facts  are  divine  things.  There  are  very  few  of  them.  It  is 
enormously  difficult  to  discover  a  fact.  But  when  you  discover  it, 
cherish  it;  live  by  it.  You  will  be  rewarded.  The  facts  of  life, — 


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those  are  the  things  that  interest  students  of  Theosophy,  not  dreams 
about  life.    Ideals  are  dreams  unless  we  stand  on  facts. 

The  only  way  to  realize  an  ideal, — and  you  cannot  live  without 
ideals, — is  to  ask  yourself,  not  how  you  can  jump  to  the  ideal,  but 
how  you  can  step  to  the  ideal, — to  look  one  step  ahead,  to  move  very 
carefully,  and  then  advance  from  one  point  to  the  next  point.  It  does  not 
matter  whether  you  are  trying  to  attain  to  consciousness  of  the  Divinity, 
or  whether  you  are  trying  to  learn  stenography;  the  only  way  to  learn 
is  to  advance  from  point  to  point.  .  .  .  Facts  are  few,  because 
principles  are  few,  and  very  simple.  The  modern  mind  bewilders  itself 
with  the  most  elaborate  balancing  of  expediencies.  You  see  unfortunate 
statesmen  in  Europe, — or  some  of  them,  at  least, — trying  to  do  this  at 
the  present  time.  Others  talk  about  principles,  and  you  stop  to  examine 
the  nature  of  those  principles,  and  you  find  them  a  lot  of  unco-ordinated 
dogmas.  Principles  are  eternal;  changeless;  laws  of  the  spiritual  life; 
laws  of  God;  questions  of  right  and  wrong;  questions  of  honour  and 
dishonour.  And  there  is  not  any  question  in  life  which,  if  seen  through 
to  the  bone,  may  not  be  stated  in  terms  of  right  and  wrong.  It  is 
merely  a  question  of  insight,  of  understanding,  of  seeing  things  simply. 

It  is  because  students  of  Theosophy  have  such  immense  respect 
for  facts  that  they  see  the  world,  and  life,  in  a  way  that  is  different 
from  the  modern  approach.  They  do  not  see  the  world  or  life  as  dull. 
They  see  it  as  an  amazing  romance.  Granting  that  life  is  an  expression 
of  an  eternal  spirit  or,  to  use  slightly  different  terms,  granting  that 
God  is  responsible  for  the  universe,  that  the  universe  is  an  unfolding 
of  part  of  Himself,  a  manifestation  of  Divinity, — it  must  follow  of 
necessity  that  instead  of  being  a  mechanical  something,  it  is  a  romantic 
something;  that  instead  of  justice,  divine  justice,  being  a  mechanical 
balancing  of  objective  events,  the  real  justice  is  a  poetic  justice, — 
because  God-given.  You  see,  the  trouble  with  most  people  who  call 
themselves  Christians  is,  that  they  don't  believe  in  Christ.  They  don't 
believe  in  Him  at  all.  They  have  done  their  best  to  exile  Him  from 
earth.  They  don't  realize  that  He  moves  among  men  to-day  exactly  as 
He  did  in  Palestine  after  the  resurrection.  They  find  it  difficult  to 
swallow  that  part  of  their  creed.  What  encouragement  it  would  be  for 
them  if  they  would  turn  to  the  records  of  the  great  past!  For  then 
they  would  find  that  instead  of  being  asked  to  believe  something  unique 
and  therefore  incredible,  they  are  asked  to  believe  something  that  can 
be  vouched  for  from  many  different  sources,  in  many  different  ways. 
Instead  of  an  isolated  miracle  and  a  suspension  of  natural  law,  they 
are  asked  to  accept  something  that  is  in  strict  accordance  with  the  laws 
of  nature  and  of  life.  But  now,  for  lack  of  understanding,  they  do 
not  believe  in  their  Christ.  It  is  one  of  the  world's  great  tragedies. 
No  wonder  that  Theosophy  desires  to  revive  among  Christians  a  faith 
in  their  own  Saviour,  a  faith  in  the  one  whose  name  they  use  and  misuse. 


THEOSOPHY  133 

Life  is  full  of  romance  and  the  greatest  romance  that  was  ever 
written  is  the  life  of  Christ.  What  did  He  come  to  do?  He  came  to 
reveal  the  laws  of  life;  yes.  He  came  to  show  the  way,  to  show  the 
truth  and  the  life.  But  He  also  came  to  reveal  to  mankind, — those 
who  would  condescend  to  listen  to  him, — that  which  is  the  destiny  of 
all  men.  The  first-born  of  many  brethren,  He  came  to  rekindle, — to 
bring  fire  from  heaven,  like  Prometheus  of  old, — to  rekindle  in  the 
hearts  of  men,  faith  in  themselves.  And  that  seems  to  me  to  be  the 
greatest  of  all  modern  needs;  the  greatest  of  all  modern  deficiencies. 
Taught  at  one  period  that  they  were  descended  from  apes — slightly 
discouraged,  perhaps,  at  the  retrospect — they  were  also  told,  on  the 
other  hand,  that  they  were  souls  specially  created  by  God,  without  any 
past,  and  whose  future  depended  upon  His  will  only,  and  that  that 
future  would  consist  in  an  eternity  of  heaven  which  they  did  not  want, — 
because  you  will  agree  with  me  that  if  you  take  the  ordinary  view  of 
heaven,  there  is  no  one  in  this  room  who  would  want  to  go  there. 
How  grossly  unfair  it  would  be  to  attribute  such  teaching  to  Christ! 
He  did  not  use  modern  language.  He  was  talking  to  Jews,  to  fishermen, 
very  ignorant,  simple-minded.  And  yet,  how  evident  it  is — text  after 
text  could  be  quoted — how  evident  it  is  that  He  was  holding  up  before 
the  eyes  of  men  a  vision  of  eternal  progress  toward  God.  It  is  as  if 
He  came  to  each  one  personally  and  said :  You,  and  you,  and  you  think 
of  yourselves  as  bodies,  trying  to  grasp  from  life  the  little  pleasure  you 
can  get  out  of  it  during  the  few  years  you  are  here.  Do  you  not 
know  that  you  are  immortal,  the  children  of  God;  that  after  ages  and 
ages  you  must  of  necessity  evolve,  grow,  into  the  full  stature  of  my 
manhood,  becoming  as  I  am?  He  would  have  said, — and  He  did  say, — 
there  is  no  power  in  the  universe  which  you  are  not  destined  to  wield; 
no  knowledge  which  you  are  not  destined  to  acquire;  no  power  of  love 
or  sympathy  which  does  not  lie  latent  in  your  heart.  Believe  in  your- 
selves ;  believe  that  you  are  divine,  because  you  are  the  children  of  God. 

He  wept  over  Jerusalem,  because  Jerusalem  had  sold  its  birthright 
for  a  mess  of  pottage.  Would  He  not  weep  over  the  modern  world, — 
does  He  not  weep?  I  can  see  from  here,  as  I  stand,  a  glimpse  of  Fifth 
Avenue  and  Eighth  Street.  Would  he  not  weep  over  that?  See  those 
people  as  they  pass  there.  What  are  they  thinking  about?  Where  are 
they  going  to?  Of  what  does  their  life  consist?  What  is  their  hope? 
What  is  their  desire?  Are  they  feeling  as  if  they  were  the  children 
of  God?  What  is  their  outlook  on  life, — this  life  as  it  is? 

Well, — that  is  something  of  what  a  student  of  Theosophy  thinks 
should  be  the  message  of  the  modern  Church;  something  of  the 
message  that  the  modern  scientist  also  should  be  able  to  draw  from  his 
researches,  once  he  sees  that  the  sphere  of  the  mind  and  the  sphere 
of  the  heart  are  just  as  much  open  to  experiment  as  the  sphere  of 
matter.  Soon  or  late,  he  must  see  for  himself  that  he  is  a  child  of 


134          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

God.  He  may  not  like  it.  He  may  even  resent  it.  But,  after  all, 
facts  are  facts.  It  is  not  a  question  of  whether  a  man  wishes  to  live. 
He  cannot  kill  himself.  He  can  kill  his  body;  that  is  all.  It  is  not 
a  question  of  whether  he  wishes  to  evolve.  He  must  evolve.  Nothing 
can  stop  it.  And  the  truth  of  it  is,  he  would  like  to  grow.  He  would 
like  to  grow,  because  in  his  heart  of  hearts  he  longs  to  serve.  More 
than  that,  if  he  understood  more,  he  would  long  to  co-operate  with 
those  who  are  the  greatest  of  the  servants  of  nature.  He  would  long 
to  co-operate  with  Christ. 

That  is  the  way,  then,  that  students  of  Theosophy  feel  about 
Theosophy.  They  use  the  term  as  St.  Paul  used  it.  He  spoke  of  Christ 
as  the  power  of  God  and  the  wisdom  of  God  (Theosophia).  Because 
it  is  the  wisdom  of  God,  it  is  eternal  light.  Turned  onto  old  forms  and 
symbols,  it  reveals  their  ever  old  and  yet  ever  new  meaning.  It  reveals 
in  all  ages  a  new  hope,  a  new  purpose,  a  new  destiny, — oh,  yes!  the 
old  destiny,  but  seen  at  last  for  what  it  is, — seen  at  last  in  the  glory 
of  perpetual  dawn.  Theosophy:  the  old  teaching  of  the  mysteries;  the 
old  teaching  of  the  world-saviours, — expressed  in  terms  that  men  of 
to-day  can  understand,  and  so  opening  before  them  new  and  splendid 
vistas, — showing  them  a  way  to  live  and  a  way  to  die  and  a  way  to 
labour;  showing  them  that  man,  in  spite  of  himself,  is  to  be  saved; 
that  man,  in  spite  of  himself,  is  to  grow  out  of  himself  into  the  full 
measure  of  manhood,  then  to  live  as  God  means  him  to  live,  in  a  new 
heaven  and  on  a  new  earth.  That  was  the  message  of  Christ;  that  is 
the  message  of  Theosophy:  a  re-statement  of  old  truths, — that  is  all. 

E.  T.  H. 


To  go  along  that  road,  aye,  and  to  reach  the  goal,  is  all  one  with  the 
will  to  go;  but  it  must  be  a  strong  and  single  will,  not  a  broken-zvinged  wish 
fluttering  hither  and  thither,  rising  with  one  pinion,  struggling  and  falling 
with  the  other. — ST.  AUGUSTINE. 


LEAVES  FROM  A  FARM 
ALMANAC 


I. 

A  MESSAGE  FROM  MASTERS 

T"F  THERE  be  one  sure  sign  of  the  charlatan  or  the  deluded  dreamer 

it  is  the  claiming  to  receive  messages  from  Masters.    But  if  there 

-JL.  is  one  certain  fact,  that  can  be  predicated  with  absolute  surety 

about  even  the  most  recent  aspirant  to  discipleship,  it  is  that  he 

receives  such  messages  every  day.    The  only  question  is,  Has  he  learned 

to  recognize  them  for  what  they  are? 

Mr.  Judge  used  to  say  that  he  would  not  object  so  much  to  the  time 
people  spent  upon  their  morning  newspapers,  if  they  would  only  read 
them  as  messages  from  the  Masters — which  they  in  fact  were,  for  those 
who  had  really  learned  to  read.  But  Mr.  Judge  was  by  no  means  a  tyro 
in  occultism,  and  for  some  of  us  smaller  people  the  messages  must  be 
much  more  personally  directed  and  labelled.  The  Master  Christ  likened 
himself  to  the  good  shepherd ;  and  when  one  looks  over  a  whole  flock  of 
sheep,  and  sees  some  wise  and  docile  and  keeping  steadily  to  the 
appointed  course,  while  others  are  very  young  and  ignorant,  or  full 
of  self-will  and  whims,  there  is  no  doubt  at  all  as  to  which  of  the  two 
classes  will  need  the  more  constant  attention  of  the  shepherd,  and  receive 
the  more  frequent  "messages"  from  him  through  the  faithful,  busy  dogs. 
When  I  think  of  this  simile,  and  of  my  own  special  ingenuity  in  finding 
unexpected  ways  in  which  to  do  things  wrongly,  and  lose  myself,  and 
wander  from  the  Path,  I  have  no  hesitancy  at  all  in  saying  that  I  receive 
endless  messages  from  Masters  every  day  I  live,  and  that  without  them 
I  would  not  be  alive  at  all.  Here  is  one,  that  came  to  me  to-day. 

Ten  days  of  violent  rain  had  played  havoc  with  our  road  to  the 
Farm,  and  yesterday  a  heavy  truck  had  become  mired  in  it,  sinking  up 
to  the  hubs  of  the  wheels  and  having  to  be  dug  out.  We  needed  to 
make  a  rock  bottom,  and  as  the  only  rocks  available  on  the  Farm  were 
both  heavy  and  distant,  I  thought  of  the  excavation  that  was  in  progress 
some  half  a  mile  from  us,  where  a  contractor,  a  Mr.  Bowman,  was  doing 
some  blasting.  I  walked  over  to  see  whether  he  could  give  me  some 
rock  and  lend  me  some  men. 

The  Italian,  of  whom  I  inquired  for  Mr.  Bowman,  told  me  he  was 
not  there  as  yet,  but  that  I  might  ask  "Joe,"  pointing  out  a  negro  who 
was  tending  the  movable  boiler  which  supplied  steam  for  the  drills. 
So  I  made  my  way  to  Joe  and  asked  him  if  he  knew  where  I  could  find 

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136          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

any  men.  He  was  a  well  set-up  darky,  very  black,  and  very  clear  of 
skin  and  eye,  dressed  in  old  overalls  and  a  black  cap,  such  as  engineers 
and  firemen  seem  to  affect.  His  looks  did  not  suggest  either  the  sheep 
dog  or  the  Lodge  messenger.  Yet  he  proved  to  be  both.  He  answered 
me  pleasantly  and  courteously. 

"No  Sir,  I  don'  think  you'll  fin'  none  'round  here.  Men  is  mighty 
scarce  'round  here.  Mr.  Bowman,  he's  short  of  'em  all  de  time,  and 
can't  get  none.  And  down  town  the're  jus'  standin'  'roun'  de  corners  in 
crowds.  'Pears  like  they  don't  wantter  do  nothin'.  You  asks  'em  where 
the're  workin';  and  they  says  they  aint  workin'  nowheres.  You  asks  'em 
if  they  wants  a  job;  and  they  looks  kind  o'  tired,  and  says,  'What  kin' 
of  a  job?'  An'  when  you  tells  'em,  they  says  they  reckon  they  don't 
wan'  to  work  jus'  yet.  They  oughtter  be  an  anti-loafin'  law  for  them 
fellers — just  as  they  was  down  in  West  Virginia  whah  I  was  raised. 
Aint  good  for  nobody  justter  stand  roun'  all  day  on  de  corners." 

"You  are  right  there,  Joe,"  I  said.  "Everybody  ought  to  work  at 
something." 

"Yes,  Sir,  dat's  what  I  says.  I's  been  workin'  since  I  was  eight 
yeahs  ol'.  My  father  died  then;  an'  my  mother  she  wahnt  no  good,  and 
I  run  away  from  home.  Bime  bye  I  was  workin'  for  a  man  named 
Hoag,  a  white  man.  He  had  a  farm.  I  thought  he  was  awful  hard  on 
me.  He  made  me  get  up  at  half-pas'  four  in  de  mornin',  and  water 
de  stock  and  do  de  chores.  I  thought  he  was  awful  hard;  makin'  me 
do  things  all  day  long,  tellin'  me  to  do  this  and  do  that.  But  I  come 
to  know  better.  He  taught  me  to  work. 

"I  'member  when  I  was  fourteen  he  says  to  me,  'Joe,'  says  he, 
'you're  too  ol'  a  boy  now  to  have  me  after  yo'  all  de  time,  tellin'  you 
what  to  do;  tellin'  you,  do  this  and  do  that,  pointin'  out  de  wood  pile 
as  though  you  aint  never  seen  one  befo',  or  showin'  you  de  corn  needs 
hoein'  as  though  you  didn't  know  nothin'  'bout  corn.  You're  too  ol'  a 
boy  fo'  such  kind  o'  foolishness.  You  know  what  oughtter  be  done  on 
this  farm.  Now  you  go  do  it' 

"I  'member  studyin'  'bout  that  all  day.  It  made  me  kind  o'  proud  to 
think  he'd  trus'  me  that  way;  made  me  feel  like  I  was  a  man,  same  as 
him.  And  so  I  begun  to  notice. 

"He  was  a  mighty  good  man,  was  Mr.  Hoag.  I  aint  never  foun' 
a  better.  And  mighty  good  to  me.  Yes,  Sir,  he  taught  me  to  work. 
Credit  to  whah  credit's  due,  I  says,  and  it  was  Mr.  Hoag  what  taught 
me  to  work. 

"It  aint  what  all  these  fellers  is  lazy.  Some  of  'em  is;  but  some 
of  'em  aint.  It's  jus'  what  they  aint  never  been  taught  when  dey  was 
young.  Why,  Sir,  you  see  dat  pipe  by  de  run- way  dere  ?  It  was  stickin' 
right  acrost,  till  I  done  move  it.  And  them  fellers  would've  let  it  lie 
all  day  long,  stumblin'  or  steppin'  over  it  whensumever  dey  go  in  or  out 
— 'less  somebody  tell  'em  to  move  it.  And  all  dey  gotter  do  is  put  their 


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han'  down  and  push  it  'bout  a  foot  one  side.  But  would  they  do  it 
without  bein'  tol'?  No,  Sir,  not  they.  They'd  let  it  lie  jus'  whah  it 
was,  till  somebody  tol'  'em.  They  aint  got  no  gumption.  They  don't 
notice  nothin'.  An'  what  they  does  notice  they  thinks  aint  none  of  their 
business.  They  don't  do  nothin'  'less  they  gotter.  They  aint  never 
been  taught  to  work." 

"Joe,"  I  said,  "that  Mr.  Hoag  seems  to  have  been  a  pretty  wise  man ; 
and  a  pretty  good  friend  of  yours." 

"Yes,  Sir!  He  was  that.  He  was  a  mighty  good  man.  Credit  to 
whah  credit's  due,  says  I.  It  was  he  what  done  taught  me.  And  when 
I  lef  him,  to  come  No'th,  he  says,  'Joe,'  says  he,  'don't  you  depen'  on 
nobody.  You  depen'  on  yourself ;  stan'  on  your  own  feet,  and  make 
your  own  way.  But  if  you  ever  get  sick,  and  aint  got  no  money,  and 
nowhars  to  go,  you  let  me  know.  You  just  send  a  letter  here  to  de  farm.' 
"I  done  what  he  tol'  me;  I  earned  my  own  way.  An'  I  write  to 
him,  off  and  on ;  and  he  allus  answers  me.  Some  o'  his  letters  is  mighty 
fine.  But  I  aint  never  had  to  write  him  that  I's  sick,  and  aint  got  no 
money,  and  nowhars  to  go.  I  earn  my  own  way.  An'  if  there  aint  no 
work  f  o'  me  here  on  de  boiler,  or  on  de  machines,  den  I  do  mos'  anythin'. 
I  done  clean  streets,  and  carted  ashes, — when  there  wahnt  nothin'  else. 
But  dere's  allus  somethin' — if  you  done  know  how  to  work.  I  get  up 
at  de  same  time  every  day;  half  pas'  five,  winter  and  summer, — Sundays 
too.  If  you's  got  a  day  off  dere's  allus  somethin'  to  be  done;  the  cellar 
to  clean  up,  or  somethin'  that  needs  fixin'  'bout  the  house.  And  if 
you've  got  a  job,  you  oughtter  get  at  it  early,  and  see  dat  de  boilers 
an'  engines  is  all  right;  an'  if  you  aint  got  a  job,  you  oughtter  get  out 
and  look  fo'  it,  'fo'  it's  done  gone  away. 

"But  what  I  don't  understan'  is  why  there  aint  an  anti-loafin'  law 
'round  here,  just  as  there  was  whah  I  was  raised.  It  aint  good  for 
nobody  jus'  to  stan'  roun'  on  de  corners.  Dat's  whah  my  people  gets 
into  all  dah  trouble — jus'  standin'  roun'  on  de  corners,  and  de  saloon 
and  de  pool  room.  A  man  aint  a  man  'less  he's  workin'. 

"An*  there  oughtter  be  somebody  to  whom  they  can  go  fo'  work — 
whose  business  'tis  to  see  they  don't  jus'  loaf  roun'.  Down  at  Youngs- 
town,  or  Charlottesville,  somebody  meets  you  'most  as  soon  as  you  get 
off  de  cars,  an'  says  to  you,  'You  a  stranger  roun'  here?'  An'  you 
says,  'Yes,  Sir,  I's  a  stranger.'  An'  he  says,  'Coin'  to  work  fo'  some- 
body?' An'  you  says,  'Don'  know  nobody  here  yet,  Sir.'  An'  he  says, 
'There's  a  steel  mill,  over  there.  They  wan'  men.'  Next  day,  if  he 
sees  you  roun'  de  street,  he  comes  right  up  and  says,  'Workin'  fo' 
somebody  yet?  Got  a  job?'  An'  if  you  says,  'Not  yet,  Sir,'  he  tells 
you  again,  'There's  a  steel  mill  over  there ;  they  want  men.  And  there's 
a  farm  up  de  pike  what  wants  hands;  and  Jim  Smith  wants  a  man  to 
look  after  his  horses.  You'd  better  go  see  'em.'  Then  if  de  third  day 
he  sees  yo'  hangin'  roun'  de  corner,  he  just  says,  'You  come  with  me.' 


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And  he  takes  yo'  out  to  de  stone  piles  on  de  pike — where  you  gotter  work. 

"Yes,  Sir,  I  don'  see  why  they  aint  got  an  anti-loafin'  law  'roun' 
here.  De  poor  man  he  needs  it — when  he  aint  been  taught  to  work." 

"Yes,  Joe,"  I  answered,  marvelling  at  such  doctrine  from  such  a 
source,  and  wishing  to  draw  him  out  further,  "but  why  'poor  man'? 
Surely,  it  doesn't  matter  whether  one  is  rich  or  poor.  Unless  a  man 
works  at  something,  he  is,  as  you  said,  not  a  man  at  all.  We  all  of 
us  need  to  work ;  and  need  to  be  taught  to  work,  if  we  haven't  learned." 

"Yes,  Sir,  dat's  right.  But  it's  most  specially  de  poor  man  what 
needs  it, — an'  needs  it  fo'  his  boy.  De  rich  man  can  bring  his  son  up 
different;  but  de  poor  man  has  gotter  bring  his  son  up  to  work — or 
he  wont  'mount  to  nothin'  at  all.  An'  it's  just  in  hangin'  'roun'  de 
corners  dat  he  gets  in  wrong  at  de  start;  an'  den  it  'pears  he  can't 
never  get  in  right.  It's  most  specially  de  poor  man  what  needs  de  anti- 
loafin'  law.  And  it's  most  specialliest  my  people  what  needs  it." 

"Why  your  people,  Joe?" 

"  'Cose  'less  they  been  taught  to  work,  they  won't  work,  'less  they 
gotter.  If  they's  got  twenty-five  dollars  in  their  pocket,  or  maybe  only 
five  dollars,  or  one  dollar,  they  don'  know  whether  they'll  go  to  work 
or  not.  They  don'  know  whether  they'll  get  up  in  the  mornin'  or  sleep 
some  more.  S'long  as  they's  got  any  money  they  don'  wantter  work. 
They  won't  look  fo'  a  job.  All  they  wantter  do  is  to  buy  a  new  pair 
of  yaller  shoes,  what's  mos'ly  too  small  for  'em,  and  hang  'round  de 
corner." 

I  began  to  wish  I  could  add  Joe  to  the  Department  of  Sociology 
and  Political  Economy  at  some  University.  He  would  be  a  much  needed 
leaven.  Indeed,  I  was  of  the  opinion  that  were  the  lessons  he  could 
teach  really  mastered,  the  rest  of  the  department  might  be  dispensed 
with;  for  the  problems  they  dealt  with  would  for  the  most  part  have 
ceased  to  exist.  But  I  was  still  curious  as  to  his  ideas  of  rich  and 
poor;  and  as  to  just  what  he  would  include  as  "work."  I  was  about 
to  ask  him  a  question  on  this,  when  he  went  on  of  his  own  accord. 

"I  don't  say  all  o'  my  people  is  dat  way.  But  there's  a  mighty  lot 
of  'em  what  is.  An'  it  'pears  like  the  young  ones — who  has  had  de 
mos'  schoolin' — is  de  worstest.  'Pears  like  der  aint  nobody  to  teach  'em 
to  work — dat  dey  gotter  work;  dat  dey  aint  men,  when  dey  just  hang 
'roun'  an'  do  nothin'.  They  need  de  anti-loafin'  law;  an'  I  don'  see 
why  we  aint  got  it.  Them  what  works  won'  be  touched  by  it;  and 
them  what  don't  work  needs  it.  They  needs  it  bad — my  people." 

"Joe,"  I  said,  "everybody  needs  it,  white  and  black,  rich  and  poor. 
Everybody  ought  to  work  at  something.  And  unless  the  rich  man  brings 
his  son  up  to  work — and  teaches  him  how  to  work — he  will  go  to  the 
bad  just  as  quick  as  any  boy  of  your  people.  The  only  difference  is 
the  kind  of  work.  Some  can  do  one  thing  and  some  another.  Some 
work  with  their  hands  and  some  with  their  heads.  Most  of  us  have  to 


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work  with  both.  Surely  you  don't  think  that  the  only  kind  of  work 
is  what  you  do  with  your  hands." 

"No,  Sir!  I  don'  think  any  foolishness  like  that.  How  could  I? 
What  would  I  be  doing  here  with  dis  boiler,  'less  my  boss  had  figured 
out  de  job  for  me?  An'  'less  he  kept  hustling  roun'  to  get  jobs, 
wouldn't  be  none  for  me,  would  there?  Don't  you  think  I  knows  dat? 
Would  any  o'  these  fellers  be  workin'  here  if  it  wahnt  for  what  Mr. 
Bowman  does — when  he  aint  here  at  all,  but  figurin'  in  de  office? 

"Why  it  was  only  de  other  day  I  done  tol'  Mr.  Bowman  dat — 
though  he  knows  it,  well  as  me.  He  keeps  me  to  look  after  dis  boiler 
and  de  machines, — and  his  automobile  sometimes,  too.  De  brake  wahnt 
right  on  dat  automobile.  It  needed  a  new  linin',  an'  I  done  tol'  him 
so.  But  'peared  like  he  could  never  spare  it  long  enough  to  get  it  fixed 
right.  And  de  other  day  he  was  goin'  down  a  hill  with  it,  and  it 
wouldn't  hoi'.  He  tried  to  throw  in  de  engine,  but  dat  didn't  hoi' 
either;  and  'fore  he  could  do  anythin'  he  run  into  de  ditch.  He  wahnt 
hurted  none.  But  he  might  ha'  been.  And  I  beg  him  to  go  and  get 
it  fixed  right.  Fo'  if  anythin'  happen  to  him,  then  somethin'  happen 
to  me  too.  Somethin'  mighty  serious  happen  to  me.  Credit  to  whah 
credit's  due,  says  I,  and  if  Mr.  Bowman  didn't  do  what  he  does,  I 
couldn't  do  what  I  does,  could  I?" 

"No  you  couldn't,  Joe.  But  you're  a  wise  man  to  know  it.  If 
the  rest  of  the  country  knew  it  as  well  as  you  do,  we  would  all  be  a 
great  deal  better  off.  But  I  am  afraid  they  won't  learn  until  they 
have  been  taught ;  and  that  the  lesson  will  be  pretty  painful  to  everybody 
concerned." 

"Yes,  Sir,  dat's  what  I  say.  You  gotter  teach  people.  You  can't 
expect  people  to  know  things  just  of  theirselves,  without  ever  bein' 
taught.  But  'pears  like  there  aint  nobody  to  teach  people  to  work, 
leastwise,  not  'roun'  here.  Dat's  why  I  says  there  oughtter  be  an  anti- 
loafin'  law. 

"I  got  a  boy.  He's  seventeen  years  ol';  an'  last  June  he  grajated 
from  de  High  School.  I  tried  to  teach  him  to  work  'roun'  de  house 
when  he  was  littler.  He's  a  good  boy.  But  he  run  with  de  other 
fellers  at  his  school;  an'  I  studied  a  lot  what  I  could  do  with  him. 
So  when  he  was  done  with  school  I  wen'  to  see  a  man  I  knows — a 
Mr.  Johnson,  a  white  man  fo'  whom  I  worked  onct.  I  tol'  him  'bout 
my  boy;  an'  de  way  he  was  beginnin'  to  stand  'roun'  on  de  corners. 
An'  I  ast  him  couldn't  he  fin'  a  place  for  my  boy,  somewhahs  on  a 
farm — whah  he'd  be  taught  to  work,  same  as  I  was.  An'  Mr.  Johnson 
said  he  didn't  know,  but  he'd  see.  An'  bime  bye  he  wrote  me  dah  was 
a  place  on  a  farm  near  Ithaca.  That's  in  New  York  State,  but  all 
farm  Ian'.  I  was  mighty  glad  to  get  dat  letter.  I  tol'  my  boy  'bout 
it.  He  was  kin'  o'  silent.  He  didn't  wantter  go  none.  But  he's  a 
good  boy;  an'  he  went, — I  reckon  'cose  I  tol'  him  to.  But  I  got  letters 


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from  him  now  what  says  you  couldn't  pull  him  from  dat  farm,  not 
with  a  team  of  horses.  He's  a  good  boy,  an'  he  knows  he's  learnin' 
to  be  a  man. 

"Yes,  Sir,  we's  all  workin'  now,  I,  an'  my  boy,  an'  my  girl — for 
I's  got  a  girl  too.  She's  twenty.  She's  workin'  down  town  fo'  a  Miss 
Brown — who's  a  dressmaker.  She's  doin'  well,  too. 

"There's  Mr.  Bowman  now,  Sir.  Over  by  de  bank.  He  mus'  have 
come  up  de  other  way.  I  done  thought  he  mus'  have  gone  ter  de  other 
job  first;  else  he'd  ha'  been  here  an  hour  ago. 

"No,  Sir,  I  don'  smoke."  He  waved  away  the  cigarette  I  had 
offered.  "Don'  either  smoke  or  chaw,  but  I  thanks  you  just  as  much. 
You  go  roun'  to  de  left  here,  and  there's  a  path  right  up  de  bank. 
Mr.  Bowman,  he'll  do  anythin'  he  can  fo'  you;  but  I  reckon  he  can't 
give  you  no  men.  'Pears  dere  are  mighty  few  men  roun'  here,  these 
days." 

"I  suspect  that  is  so,  Joe,"  I  said,  "but  at  all  events  I  have  found 
one,  even  if  I  can't  get  him." 

Mr.  Bowman  could  not,  or  would  not — I  was  not  sure  which — 
do  anything  for  me.  Neither  stone  nor  men  could  be  had  from  him. 
And  when  I  asked  him  where  else  I  might  apply,  and  hope  to  fare 
better,  his  answer  was  little  more  than  a  paraphrase  of  Mr.  Hoag's 
parting  counsel  to  Joe:  "Don't  you  depen'  on  nobody;  you  depen'  on 
yourself."  If  my  road  was  to  be  mended,  it  was  for  me  to  mend  it; 
and  if  I  needed  men  or  stone,  it  was  for  me  to  find  them.  He  had 
all  he  could  do  to  look  after  his  own  affairs. 

I  was  no  further  forward  than  before  in  mending  my  road  to  the 
Farm.  But  Joe  had  given  where  Bowman  had  refused;  and  it  would 
be  my  own  fault  if  I  were  not  further  forward  in  mending  my  road 
to  the  Kingdom  of  Heaven.  For  here,  from  the  lips  of  this  negro  boiler- 
tender,  ringing  true  in  every  word  and  stamped  with  the  hall-mark  of 
the  Lodge  from  which  it  came,  I  had  been  given  the  message  that  I 
most  needed.  "You  know  what  ought  to  be  done  on  this  farm.  Now 
you  go  do  it" 

Like  Joe,  as  I  walked  home,  I  kept  "studyin'  over"  these  words. 
They  could  bring  no  pride  to  me,  at  over  forty,  as  they  had  to  Joe  at 
fourteen;  for  with  me  there  had  been  the  long  years  between,  in  which 
their  lesson  had  been  endlessly  repeated  to  deaf,  because  unwilling,  ears. 
How  often  had  I  thought  my  spiritual  directors  "awful  hard"  on  me, 
when,  besides  telling  me  to  "do  this"  and  "do  that,"  they  seemed  to 
hold  me  responsible  for  all  the  undone  things  of  which  no  word  had 
been  said !  How  often  had  I  sunk  into  self-pity,  when  those  who  loved 
me  would  have  helped  me  to  be  a  man  by  treating  me  as  one! 

No,  those  words  could  bring  me  no  pride.  Lodge  messages  are 
not  sent  to  feed  one's  vanity.  But  they  could  bring  salutary  self- 
examination  and  amendment.  Inwardly  and  outwardly  they  were  the 


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admonition  that  I  needed.  How  many  times  a  day,  as  I  went  about  the 
Farm,  did  I  not  see  things  which  needed  to  be  done,  and  yet  pass  on, 
leaving  them  undone — as  though  they  were  no  business  of  mine,  because 
no  one  had  told  me  to  do  them?  The  fallen  twigs  upon  the  path  I 
traversed,  the  faded  blooms  on  the  rose  bushes  beside  it,  the  weed  I 
had  watched  grow  tall  among  the  phlox,  a  tool  left  out  of  place,  the 
box  left  crooked  on  the  shelf, — was  my  time  so  precious  that  I  could 
not  have  paused  to  right  these  things  as  I  passed  by?  It  was  my 
business  to  right  them.  Must  some  one  be  forever  "pointin'  out  de 
wood  pile  as  though  I  aint  never  seen  one  before,  or  showin'  me  de 
corn  needs  hoein',  as  though  I  didn't  know  nothin'  'bout  corn"? 

And  in  my  inner  life  how  many  ends  of  pipe  lay  across  my  pathway, 
rank  rubbish,  as  well  as  material  once  needed  or  awaiting  future  use, 
but  now  left  untidily  littering  my  mind  and  psychic  nature,  causing  me 
to  trip  or  turn  aside  whenever  I  went  in  or  out  about  the  Master's 
work?  All  I  needed  to  do  was  to  "put  my  han'  down  an'  push  it  'bout 
a  foot  one  side."  Yet  there  it  lay,  cumbering  the  ground,  choking  the 
runway,  because,  forsooth,  no  one  had  told  me  to  remove  that  special 
litter — having  told  me,  day  after  day  and  year  after  year,  that  all  litter 
must  be  removed  and  never  be  permitted  to  accumulate.  I  was  far  "too 
ol'  fo'  such  kin'  o'  foolishness."  I  knew  what  ought  to  be  done.  It 
was  for  me  to  "go  do  it." 

Why  was  it  that  I  had  not  learned  the  lesson  long  ago?  Why  had 
I  so  long  refused,  where  Joe  had  at  once  responded?  "Sloth,"  was  the 
easy  answer;  but  it  was  a  very  superficial  one,  and  even  as  it  rose  to 
my  mind  I  smiled  to  note  how  clearly  it  had  been  pointed  out  that  I 
must  look  deeper.  Sloth  is  but  Tamas,  a  quality  of  nature.  Like  the 
inertia  of  a  heavy  fly-wheel  it  resists  acceleration.  But  its  resistance 
is  there  to  be  overcome,  and  its  inertia  to  be  turned  into  momentum. 
It  was  in  Joe,  even  as  in  me;  indeed  it  was  more  natively  dominant 
in  Joe  than  in  me.  Among  the  colours  its  correspondence  is  black;  and 
of  all  the  races  of  men  it  is  most  marked  in  the  negro.  It  was  a  negro 
who  had  been  made  the  bearer  of  this  message  to  me.  I  must  look 
deeper  than  sloth,  to  see  why  sloth  had  not  been  overcome.  "It  aint 
what  all  these  fellers  is  lazy.  Some  of  'em  is;  but  some  of  'em  aint. 
It's  jus'  what  they  aint  never  been  taught  when  dey  was  young.  .  .  . 
They  aint  got  no  gumption.  They  don't  notice  nothin'.  An'  what 
they  does  notice  they  thinks  aint  none  of  their  business."  Why  had  I 
resisted  teaching? 

I  knew  the  answer, — as  a  man  must  know  the  enemy  he  has  fought 
all  his  life,  at  whose  hands  he  has  suffered  fall  after  fall,  injury  upon 
injury,  betrayals  innumerable.  But  always  it  is  a  hidden  enemy, 
working  masked  and  from  ambush,  or  coming  to  us  in  the  guise  of  a 
friend.  Cloak  after  cloak  is  stripped  from  it,  yet  others  remain. 
Perhaps  only  in  the  last  and  great  initiation  shall  I  see  my  enemy  face 


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to  face,  with  no  veil  between.  Perhaps  there  is  no  enemy,  other  than 
these  living  veils  woven  from  the  fibre  and  the  tissue  of  my  own  being ; 
for  all  evil  is  in  essence  maya.  Yet  there  are  the  veils,  and  within  or 
behind  them  is  the  enemy  who  tricks  and  deludes.  It  concerns  no  one 
but  myself  and  those  who  guide  me  to  know  what  part  each  veil,  each 
new  disguise,  has  contributed  to  my  daily  failures.  But  with  the  message 
that  Joe  had  brought  me  there  rose  the  memory  of  another,  "written 
for  all  disciples,"  to  which  the  words  are  added,  "Attend  you  to  them." 

"Before  the  eyes  can  see  they  must  be  incapable  of  tears.  Before 
the  ear  can  hear  it  must  have  lost  its  sensitiveness." 

There  lies  part  of  the  cause,  at  least :  this  curse  of  self-love,  so 
sensitive  that  at  a  hint  of  blame  all  aspiration  and  forward  vision  are 
lost  in  self-pity,  all  apprehension  of  the  truth  swamped  in  the  clamorous 
surge  of  self-excuse;  the  self-love,  too  sensitive  for  reality,  that  substi- 
tutes for  the  will  to  attain  the  desire  to  be  deemed  and  to  deem  itself 
already  in  possession  of  attainment.  It  is  strange  how  long  it  takes 
some  of  us  to  master  those  first  four  aphorisms  of  Light  on  the  Path, 
those  primary  rules  written  at  the  very  entrance  of  the  way.  It  would 
seem  so  obvious  that  before  one  could  be  a  disciple  one  must  become 
a  man. 

There  v^as  the  key  to  the  difference  between  us :  Joe,  at  fourteen, 
had  been  more  of  a  man  than  I  at  more  than  twice  his  age.  Some  day 
perhaps,  as  a  reward  for  their  long  suffering  patience  with  such  as  I, 
my  spiritual  directors  will  be  assigned  some  good,  honest  black  man, 
like  Joe,  instead  of  the  lily-livered  specimens  who  pride  themselves  upon 
the  whiteness  of  their  skin.  What  endless  comfort  he  would  be  to 
them!  "We  want  men  to  work  for  us,  not  mummies!  ...  Be 
vigorous,  be  strong,  not  passive !  I  get  so  tired  of  these  humble  washed- 
out  disciples,  who  have  not  strength  enough  to  stand  on  their  own  feet, 
and  who  simply  shut  their  eyes  ecstatically  and  sit  there !  What  will 
they  ever  accomplish?  Nothing,  until  they  are  waked  up  and  shaken 
out  of  that  condition." 

Yes,  Joe  was  a  better  man  than  I.  I  lit  the  cigarette  he  had  refused. 
He  neither  "smoked  nor  chawed,"  nor  was  he  wholly  unconscious  of 
his  virtue.  I  would  not  rob  him  of  all  superiority.  I  would  continue 
to  draw  the  line  at  "chawing."  But  I  knew  "what  ought  to  be  done 
on  this  farm,"  and  I  purposed  to  "go  do  it." 

CHEERFUL  SOUTHGATE. 


Obedience  is  the  courtesy  due  to  Kings. — TENNYSON. 


SUFIISM 


"/  died  as  mineral  and  became  a  plant, 
I  died  as  plant  and  rose  to  animal, 
I  died  as  animal  and  I  was  man. 
Why  should  I  fear?     When  was  I  less  by  dying? 
Yet  once  more  I  shall  die  as  man,  to  soar 
With  angels  blest;  but  even  from  angelhood 
I  must  pass  on:  all  except  God  doth  perish. 
When  I  have  sacrificed  my  angel  soul, 
I  shall  become  what  no  mind  ere  conceived. 
Oh,  let  me  not  exist!    For  non-existence 
Proclaims  in  organ  tones,  'To  Him  we  shall  return.' " 

]  ALALT/D-Dl  N-R.UM  I . 

EVEN  a  very  limited  study  of  the  different  religions,  ancient  and 
modern,    impresses    one   almost    from    the    beginning   with   the 
similarity,  in  many  cases  the  identity,  of  the  fundamental  prin- 
ciples in  all.     The  radical  points  of  difference  are  limited,  for 
the  most  part,  to  mere  outward  form  and  expression,  and  where  an 
evident  lack  of  harmony  appears,  usually  what  is  needed  is  to  seek 
deeper  for  the  underlying  unity.    Mohammedanism — the  teachings  of  the 
Prophet  and  the  interpretation  of  them  by  Mohammedan  theologians — 
is  apparently  an  exception  or  a  contradiction  to  this  rule,  and,  for  the 
underlying  unity  here,  we  must  look  to  Sufiism,  which  in  many  ways 
suggests   a  later  effort   on  the  part  of   the   Lodge  to   counteract  the 
undesirable  tendencies  which  the  Islamitic  revelation  had  engendered. 

Sufiism  is  often  called  the  esotericism  of  Mohammedanism.  It  is 
above  all  else  a  religion  of  beauty  and  of  love.  It  has  been  said  that  of 
the  Platonic  trinity — wisdom,  beauty,  goodness — Hinduism  laid  greatest 
stress  on  wisdom,  Christianity  laid  greatest  stress  on  goodness,  while 
Sufiism  specially  emphasized  beauty.  Fundamentally,  of  course,  these 
are  all  one,  for  perfection  in  one  direction  means  perfection  in  all.  The 
beauty  of  earthly  things  was  to  the  Sufi  only  a  reflection,  a  reminder,  of 
the  Divine  beauty.  And  love,  the  rapturous  love  of  the  soul  for  God — 
which  was  really  one  aspect  of  the  love  of  God  for  the  soul — was  the 
means  of  union,  of  perfect  at-onement  with  the  Divine. 

"Love  thrilled  the  chord  of  love  in  my  soul's  lute, 
And  changed  me  all  to  love  from  head  to  foot." 

Sufiism  began  toward  the  end  of  the  eighth  century  of  our  era, 
more  or  less  as  a  reaction  against  certain  of  the  teachings  of  Mohammed, 
and  in  its  earliest  form  it  was  characterized  chiefly  by  asceticism  and 
quietism.  The  lurid  hell  and  the  forbidding  conception  of  God,  which 
were  a  part  of  every  Mohammedan's  faith,  had  resulted  in  a  religion  of 
fear.  God,  to  the  average  Mohammedan,  was  a  purely  transcendent 
being,  infinite  in  power,  a  mighty  will,  stern,  impersonal,  unloving.  Fear 

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of  hellfire,  fear  of  judgment,  fear  of  the  awful  grandeur,  or  the  still 
more  awful  wrath  of  Allah,  had  reduced  the  greater  part  of  the  true 
believers  to  a  state  of  constant  apprehension  and  dread.  There  was  a 
phrase  much  used  in  the  Mohammedan  world,  "I  take  refuge  in  God." 
And  to  certain  kinds  of  minds  this  apparently  afforded  comfort.  But 
to  the  earliest  Sufis  it  seemed  folly  to  repeat  a  mere  formula,  unless 
some  corresponding  action  were  taken.  They  compared  such  a  course 
to  meeting  a  lion  in  the  desert,  and  then,  while  standing  motionless, 
saying  repeatedly,  "I  take  refuge  in  that  fort."  Accordingly,  they  turned, 
though  ascetic  practices  were  frowned  upon  in  Islam,  to  asceticism  and 
quietism  as  affording  the  only  possible  way  out  of  the  difficulty.  Their 
ideas  met  a  widely  felt  want,  and  many  adopted  their  mode  of  life. 
King  and  beggar  alike  renounced  whatever  he  had  of  earthly  possessions, 
and  took  to  the  simple  woollen  garment  of  the  Sufi. 

As  might  be  expected,  asceticism  in  these  early  days  went  to  fanatical 
extremes,  and  the  rigour  with  which  their  theories  were  applied  to  daily 
life  is  attested  by  many  a  story  which  has  been  handed  down.  One  such 
account  tells  of  a  man  who,  after  a  long  life  of  piety,  failed  to  escape 
hellfire  because  he  owned  two  shirts,  while  his  neighbour,  though  pos- 
sessed of  less  merit,  was  more  fortunate  because  of  a  scantier  wardrobe. 
Another  story  from  the  early  period  is  indicative  not  only  of  the  extreme 
of  asceticism,  but  also  of  the  real  depth  of  feeling  which  lay  beneath  it. 
A  Sufi  teacher  is  speaking:  "After  having  endured  the  rigours  of 
asceticism  for  forty  years,  one  night  I  found  myself  before  the  doors 
and  curtains  which  hide  the  throne  of  God.  'For  pity's  sake/  I  exclaimed, 
groaning,  'let  me  pass.'  'O  Bayazid,'  cried  a  Voice,  'you  still  possess  a 
pitcher  and  an  old  cloak ;  you  cannot  pass.'  Then  I  cast  away  the  pitcher 
and  the  cloak,  and  I  heard  the  Voice  again  address  me,  'O  Bayazid,  go 
and  say  to  those  who  do  not  know:  "Behold,  for  forty  years  I  have 
practised  rigorous  asceticism.  Well,  till  I  cast  away  my  broken  pitcher 
and  torn  cloak,  I  could  not  find  access  to  God ;  and  you,  who  are  entangled 
in  the  ties  of  worldly  interests,  how  shall  you  discover  Him  ?"  '  This 
view  of  renunciation  underwent  a  gradual  change,  and  at  a  later  period 
it  was  applied  to  true  poverty  of  spirit — a  renunciation  of  every  interest 
which  could  divert  the  mind  from  God.  At  the  same  time,  a  corre- 
sponding change  took  place  in  the  attitude  toward  worldly  possessions : 
wealth,  when  possessed  by  the  Sufi,  came  to  be  regarded  as  a  special 
gift  from  God,  a  shield  to  hide  from  the  profane  the  piety  of  his  saints. 

•  Little  by  little,  out  of  the  early  austerity,  mysticism  developed.  In 
place  of  the  former  abject  fear  of  God,  there  grew  up  an  implicit 
confidence  in  His  goodness  and  benevolence.  "Grant  me  mercy  for  all 
men,"  prays  one;  and  then,  "I  lifted  up  mine  eyes,  and  I  saw  that  the 
Most  High  was  far  more  inclined  to  have  mercy  on  His  servants  than 
I."  Renunciation,  no  longer  with  the  paramount  idea  of  escaping  retri- 
bution and  attaining  salvation,  was  practised  now  for  love  of  God  and 


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with  the  sole  intent  to  please  Him.  Instead  of  mere  passive  resignation, 
there  appears  genuine  acceptance  of  the  Divine  will.  Humility,  self- 
lessness, and  all  the  lovelier  virtues  follow ;  and  in  Rabia,  one  of  the  early 
and  much  revered  Sufi  saints,  we  find  the  complete  self-abandonment 
and  lofty  devotion  of  a  Saint  Teresa  of  Avila.  Life  or  death,  heaven 
or  hell  are  alike  acceptable,  since  God  made  all;  what  state  He  decrees 
matters  not,  if  He  vouchsafe  His  love  and  care.  "Whence  comest  thou?" 
was  asked  her  one  day.  "From  the  other  world,"  she  answered.  "And 
whither  goest  thou?"  "Into  the  other  world."  "And  what  doest  thou 
in  this  world?"  "I  jest  with  it  by  eating  its  bread  and  doing  the  works 
of  the  other  world  in  it." 

With  the  third  century  of  Islam,  there  came  a  change  in  the  nature 
of  Sufiism.  Concerning  the  man  whose  thinking  produced  the  change — 
Dhu  '1-Nun  al-Misri,  is  the  name  by  which  he  is  best  known — compara- 
tively little  information  is  available.  During  his  lifetime  nothing  was 
recorded ;  a  century  later  a  Sufi  of  prominence  visited  the  village  where 
he  had  lived,  and  gathered  from  the  natives  their  traditions  of  his  life 
and  work.  He  is  surrounded  by  just  enough  of  mystery  to  suggest  that 
much  is  left  untold.  The  son  of  a  Copt  or  Nubian,  he  was  brought  up 
in  an  Egyptian  home  and  spent  much  of  his  life  in  Egypt.  For  his 
education  he  was  sent  to  the  Hijaz,  where  he  studied  under  an  Imam  of 
rank,  and  made  a  profitable  contact  with  the  learning  and  culture  of  the 
day.  During  all  his  life  in  Egypt,  he  spent  much  time  among  the  ancient 
ruined  temples,  studying  the  figures  and  deciphering  the  inscriptions.  He 
was  versed  in  the  Greek  mysteries,  knew  the  "mystery  of  the  Great 
Name"  (possessing  which,  a  man,  it  was  said,  could  dispense  with  all 
other  mysteries),  and  was  familiar  with  the  secrets  of  astrology,  alchemy 
and  other  occult  sciences.  From  this  time  on,  Sufiism  abounds  in  ideas 
which  suggest  the  influence  of  other  faiths — Christianity,  Buddhism, 
Gnosticism,  Neo-Platonism,  Greek,  Indian  and  Persian  teachings,  all 
show  striking  analogies.  Whether  this  be  the  result  of  actual  infiltration 
from  the  various  sources  is  doubtful.  The  probability  is,  rather,  that 
the  correspondences  and  analogies  are  more  the  result  of  the  universality 
of  the  great  spiritual  truths  underlying  all. 

Under  the  influence  of  Dhu  '1-Nun,  Sufiism  developed  into  a  the- 
osophy.  He  taught  that  above  the  knowledge  of  scientists  and  learned 
men,  there  is  a  still  higher  kind, — the  knowledge  of  the  attributes  of 
unity,  which  is  possessed  by  those  who  "see  God  in  their  hearts."  He 
taught  also  that  "true  praise  of  God  is  absorption  of  the  worshipper  in 
the  object  of  worship." 

From  now  on,  the  Sufi's  aim  and  effort  was  to  know  God.  And  to 
know  Him,  he  must  seek  Him  in  the  depths  of  his  own  being,  for  what 
is  not  in  man,  man  cannot  know.  "Look  in  your  own  heart,  for  the 
kingdom  of  God  is  within  you."  In  strong  contrast  to  the  Mohammedan 
conception  of  Allah — one  in  essence,  qualities,  and  acts,  unique  and 

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separate  from  all  else — there  developed  the  Sufi  conception  of  One  Real 
Being,  immanent  in,  pervading  all  things.  He  dwelt,  not  on  a  golden 
throne  in  a  distant  and  splendid  heaven,  but  in  the  hearts  of  humble 
men.  The  Sufis  found  Him  in  the  rippling  of  water  or  the  songs  of 
birds ;  in  the  murmuring  wind  or  the  crashing  thunder.  And  they  turned 
to  Him  with  an  intimacy  of  devotion  that  can  only  be  expressed  in  their 
own  figure  of  the  lover  and  the  Beloved.  "O  my  God,  I  invoke  Thee 
in  public  as  lords  are  invoked,  but  in  private  as  loved  ones  are  invoked. 
Publicly  I  say,  'O  my  God !'  but  privately  I  say,  'O  my  Beloved !' " 
Much  of  the  exquisite  lyric  poetry  of  Persia,  the  natural  outpouring  of 
the  devotional  ecstasy,  employs  this  figure  of  the  lover  and  the  Beloved, 
and,  through  a  complete  misunderstanding,  has  been  pronounced,  by 
certain  western  critics,  sensuous  in  the  extreme.  Take,  for  instance,  one 
splendid  poem  on  the  creation,  which  represents  the  Beloved,  from  all 
eternity,  unveiling  His  beauty  with  no  eye  but  His  own  to  survey  it; 
desiring  that  His  qualities  be  displayed  in  a  mirror,  He  decrees  that 
Creation,  which  hitherto  "lay  cradled  in  the  sleep  of  non-existence,"  show 
forth  His  perfections;  and  thereafter — 

"The  cypress  gave  a  hint  of  His  comely  stature,  the  rose  gave  tidings 

of  His  beauteous  countenance. 
Wherever  Beauty  peeped  out,  Love  appeared  beside  it ;  wherever  Beauty 

shone  in  a  rosy  cheek,  Love  lit  his  torch  from  that  flame. 
Wherever  Beauty  dwelt  in  dark  tresses,  Love  came  and  found  a  heart 

entangled  in  their  coils. 
Beauty  and  Love  are  as  body  and  soul;  Beauty  is  the  mine  and  Love 

the  precious  stone." 

In  the  same  way,  the  simile  of  wine  and  the  wine  cup,  as  symbolical 
of  the  spirit,  abounds  in  all  their  poetry;  and,  through  a  like  misunder- 
standing, has  won  for  it  the  term  bacchanalian.  The  constant  possibility 
of  persecution,  and  the  added  fact  that  the  teachings  were  esoteric  and 
not  to  be  too  openly  revealed,  are  reasons,  though  only  partial  reasons, 
it  is  true,  for  the  adoption  of  this  phraseology. 

Intimacy  of  devotion,  with  the  Sufi,  meant  in  no  way  a  belief  in 
a  personal  God  as  that  term  is  usually  employed.  To  lose  the  self  in  the 
Self  was  his  desire;  to  come  forth  from  the  personal  self  "as  a  snake 
from  its  skin,"  and,  having  lost  the  personal,  to  find  the  Universal  Self, 
to  become  a  part  of  the  ocean  of  Divinity.  "Dost  thou  hear  how  there 
comes  a  voice  from  the  brooks  of  running  water?  But  when  they  reach 
the  sea  they  are  quiet,  and  the  sea  is  neither  augmented  by  their  in-coming 
nor  diminished  by  their  out-going." 

Pantheism, — in  some  cases  an  extreme  pantheism, — was,  as  has 
already  been  suggested,  a  part  of  their  belief.  Ordinarily,  it  was  modified 
by  the  idea  that  in  the  world  of  unification,  lover,  Beloved,  and  love  are 
one.  "Thirty  years  the  high  God  was  my  mirror,"  said  one  Sufi  teacher, 
"now  I  am  my  own  mirror — i.  e.,  that  which  I  was  I  am  no  more,  for 


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T  and  'God'  is  a  denial  of  the  unity  of  God.  Since  I  am  no  more,  the 
high  God  is  His  own  mirror.  Lo,  I  say  that  God  is  the  mirror  of  myself, 
for  he  speaks  with  my  tongue  and  I  have  vanished."  And  the  same 
thought  is  expressed  by  another,  in  a  slightly  different  way — 

"I  am  He  whom  I  love,  and  He  whom  I  love  is  I : 
We  are  two  spirits  dwelling  in  one  body. 
If  thou  seest  me,  thou  seest  Him, 
And  if  thou  seest  Him,  thou  seest  us  both." 

This  doctrine,  when  held  to  be  true  not  only  in  the  world  of  unifi- 
cation but  in  the  external  world  as  well,  was  so  completely  in  violation 
of  the  orthodox  Mohammedan  views,  that  certain  of  its  adherents  were 
put  to  death  with  horrible  tortures.  For  the  most  part,  however,  the 
Sufis  were  free  from  persecution.  Their  belief  was  that  in  God's  sight, 
all  religions  are  right  and  acceptable;  creed  and  dogma  mattering  little, 
and  the  heart  being  the  true  criterion. 

"Love  is  where  the  glory  falls 
Of  Thy  face — on  convent  walls 
Or  on  tavern  floors,  the  same 
Unextinguishable  flame. 

"Where  the  turbaned  anchorite 
Chanteth  Allah  day  and  night, 
Church  bells  ring  the  call  to  prayer 
And  the  Cross  of  Christ  is  there." 

Among  themselves  they  held  several  especially  interesting  tenets,  as, 
for  instance,  that  there  never  fails  to  be,  on  earth,  one  great  theosophist, 
who  is,  in  the  nature  of  things,  the  true  Caliph  or  representative  of  God. 
He  may  hold  political  power,  exercising  it  publicly,  in  which  case  the 
age  becomes  illumined.  Or  he  may  be  what  they  termed  the  "mystical 
pole,"  his  rule  being,  perforce,  a  secret  one,  in  which  case  the  world  is 
in  a  state  of  darkness  and  unenlightenment.  Added  to  this,  they  taught 
the  existence  of  an  invisible  hierarchy  of  saints  on  which  the  order  of 
the  world  depends.  Then  there  is  a  whole  range  of  teachings,  suggested 
by  such  a  statement  as  that  they  possessed  certain  portions  of  the 
Chaldean  lore,  or  that  the  whirling  dance,  still  performed  by  the  Mevlevi 
dervishes,  is  representative  of  the  circling  of  the  spheres.  Outwardly, 
however,  the  Sufis  accepted  the  recognized  authorities,  embraced  the 
religion  of  the  Prophet  with  a  completeness  varying  in  the  cases  of 
different  individuals,  and,  for  the  most  part,  kept  all  the  outward 
observances  required  of  the  "faithful,"  investing  them  with  a  new  spirit 
and  meaning. 

One  view  of  Sufiism,  and  a  particularly  clear  and  suggestive  one, 
is  contained  in  the  doctrine  of  the  seventy  thousand  veils,  a  doctrine 
which  is  common  to  Gnosticism  as  well: 

"Seventy  thousand  veils  separate  Allah,  the  One  Reality,  from  the 


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world  of  matter  and  of  sense.  And  every  soul  passes  before  his  birth 
through  these  seventy  thousand.  The  inner  half  of  these  are  veils  of 
light:  the  outer  half,  veils  of  darkness.  For  every  one  of  the  veils  of 
light  passed  through,  in  this  journey  towards  birth,  the  soul  puts  off  a 
divine  quality :  and  for  every  one  of  the  dark  veils,  it  puts  on  an  earthly 
quality.  Thus  the  child  is  born  weeping,  for  the  soul  knows  its  separation 
from  Allah,  the  One  Reality.  And  when  the  child  cries  in  its  sleep,  it 
is  because  the  soul  remembers  something  of  what  it  has  lost.  Otherwise, 
the  passage  through  the  veils  has  brought  with  it  forgetfulness  (nisyan)  : 
and  for  this  reason  man  is  called  insdn.  He  is  now,  as  it  were,  in  prison 
in  his  body,  separated  by  these  thick  curtains  from  Allah." 

To  tear  away  the  veils,  and,  freeing  himself  from  the  prison  house 
of  the  body,  regain  union  with  the  Divine,  was  the  object  of  the  Sufi, — 
the  goal,  distant  though  it  might  be,  toward  which  he  strove.  There  is 
in  their  literature,  a  beautiful  reference  to  "the  branch  of  the  narcissus 
of  union"  laid  on  the  hand  of  hope; — "And  seven  thousand  years  have 
passed,  and  that  narcissus  is  still  fresh  and  blooming :  never  has  the  hand 
of  any  hope  attained  thereto."  It  is  suggestive  of  that  phrase  from 
Light  on  the  Path,  "You  will  enter  the  light,  but  you  will  never  touch 
the  flame." 

The  Sufis,  at  their  best,  were  little  interested  in  philosophical  and 
metaphysical  speculation.  Later  men  occupied  themselves  in  this  way, 
and  also  made  an  effort  to  reconcile  the  pure  Sufi  teachings,  the 
Mohammedan  traditions,  and  their  own  speculations.  But  the  earlier 
Sufis  devoted  their  attention,  instead,  to  working  out  for  themselves 
a  science  of  living,  a  school  of  saintship.  Contrary  to  the  custom  of 
Islam,  monasticism  became  a  part  of  their  system,  together  with  many 
minor  religious  observances  that  were  foreign  to  the  teachings  of  the 
Prophet.  The  Sufi  was  regarded  as  a  traveller  on  the  Path.  The  novice 
in  Sufiism  was  known  as  a  murid.  On  entering  the  Path,  he  was  first 
subjected  to  a  period  of  discipline,  lasting  three  years  (there  are  instances 
of  a  seven-year  period) ;  the  first  devoted  to  serving  others,  regarding 
himself  as  the  servant  of  all  men;  the  second  to  service  of  God,  cutting 
himself  oif  entirely  from  all  selfish  interests ;  the  third  to  watching  over 
his  own  heart,  endeavouring  to  dismiss  from  his  mind  every  consideration 
but  aspiration  and  communion.  During  this  probation,  he  was  required 
to  live  the  life  of  an  ordinary  mortal  in  every  particular.  He  was  not 
encouraged  to  turn  away  from  the  lot  to  which  he  had  been  born,  for 
true  religion  lay  in  the  right  performance  of  duty,  and  only  when  the 
obligations  of  duty  had  been  fulfilled,  could  revelation  be  looked  for.  He 
must  exemplify,  in  his  daily  living,  charity,  sympathy,  forgiveness  toward 
all;  self-sacrifice,  brotherliness  (no  Sufi  was  worthy  the  name  who  did 
not  genuinely  regard  the  whole  human  family  as  one  great  brotherhood). 
And  his  consideration  must  extend  not  only  to  his  human  brothers,  but 
to  every  living  creature.  Eradication  of  self-will  and  absolute  trust  in 
God  were  further  requirements. 


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The  discipline  was  such  as  would  aid  him  in  ridding  himself  of  all 
evil  thoughts  and  desires;  extricating  himself  from  all  selfish  interests, 
and  purifying  mind  and  heart.  "All  self  abandon,  ye  who  enter  here," 
was  written  over  the  gate  of  Repentance.  And  elsewhere,  "Until  thou 
ignorest  thyself  body  and  soul,  thou  canst  not  know  the  object  which 
deserves  thy  love."  And  as  he  went  through  the  process  of  purgation, 
he  was  at  the  same  time  "irrigated"  with  the  good  influences  resulting 
from  his  kindly  services  to  others,  and  strengthened  by  training  in  the 
loftiest  moral  principles  and  most  sublime  ideals.  To  help  him  on  the 
Path,  he  was  given  a  pir  or  past-master  in  Sufiism,  to  whom  he  gave 
absolute  obedience.  This  master  led  him  in  the  Path  shown  in  turn  by 
his  master,  and  so  on  up  to  the  Prophet  himself.  The  master  acted  not 
only  as  instructor,  but  as  adviser  and  guide,  helping  him  immeasurably 
by  his  own  piety  and  spiritual  strength.  In  the  final  stages  of  the  way, 
the  master  "threw  a  magnetic  inspiration"  on  the  opened  mind  of  his 
disciples. 

There  is  an  analysis  of  the  Path  which  comes  from  one  of  the  oldest 
Sufi  treatises  now  extant.  The  close  analogy  which  it  bears  to  the 
Purgative,  Illuminative,  and  Unitive  way  of  the  Christian  mystics  will 
at  once  be  apparent.  It  states  that  there  are  seven  stages  in  the  Way 
of  the  Sufi:  1,  repentance;  2,  abstinence;  3,  renunciation;  4,  poverty; 
5,  patience ;  6,  trust  in  God ;  7,  satisfaction.  Each  of  these,  one  growing 
out  of  the  other,  the  Sufi  must  pass  through;  and  each  is  open  to  him, 
his  progress  depending  entirely  on  his  own  effort.  As  a  concomitant 
to  the  seven  stages,  there  is  a  similar  chain  of  "states,"  ten  in  number: 
meditation,  nearness  to  God,  love,  fear,  hope,  longing,  intimacy,  tran- 
quillity, contemplation,  and  certainty.  The  states  he  may  experience  only 
as  they  are  granted  to  him,  for  they  are  gifts  from  God  over  which  he 
has  no  least  control.  The  utmost  he  can  do  is  to  make  of  himself  a 
safe  repository  for  such  as  are  vouchsafed  him. 

Great  importance  was,  of  course,  attached  to  meditation,  and  dhikr, 
as  the  first  stage  was  called,  was  extensively  practised.  There  is  a 
description  of  the  latter,  taken  from  the  work  of  Ghazali,  a  compara- 
tively late  Sufi  writer,  which  will  be  interesting  and  possibly  suggestive 
to  anyone  who  has  made  an  effort  to  practise  a  similar  form.  He  begins 
by  explaining  that  the  Seeker  must  sit  alone,  effacing  from  mind  and 
heart  all  thought  of  everything  save  God,  the  Most  High.  "Then,  as 
he  sits  in  solitude,  let  him  not  cease  saying  continuously  with  his  tongue, 
'Allah,  Allah/  keeping  his  thought  on  it.  At  last  he  will  reach  a  state 
where  the  motion  of  his  tongue  will  cease,  and  it  will  seem  as  though 
the  word  flowed  from  it.  Let  him  persevere  in  this  until  all  trace  of 
motion  is  removed  from  his  tongue,  and  he  finds  his  heart  persevering 
in  the  thought.  Let  him  still  persevere  until  the  form  of  the  word,  its 
letters  and  shape,  is  removed  from  his  heart,  and  there  remains  the  idea 
alone,  as  though  clinging  to  his  heart,  inseparable  from  it.  So  far,  all  is 


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dependent  upon  his  will  and  choice ;  but  to  bring  the  mercy  of  God  does 
not  stand  in  his  will  or  choice.  He  has  now  laid  himself  bare  to  the 
breathings  of  that  mercy,  and  nothing  remains  but  to  await  what  God 
will  open  to  him,  as  God  has  done  after  this  manner  to  prophets  and 
saints.  If  he  follows  the  above  course,  he  may  be  sure  that  the  light  of 
the  Real  will  shine  out  in  his  heart.  At  first  unstable,  like  a  flash  of 
lightning,  it  turns  and  returns;  though  sometimes  it  hangs  back.  And 
if  it  returns,  sometimes  it  abides  and  sometimes  it  is  momentary.  And 
if  it  abides,  sometimes  its  abiding  is  long,  and  sometimes  short." 

This  is,  of  course,  only  preparatory  to  the  higher  stages  of  meditation 
and  contemplation  in  which  the  "vision  of  the  heart"  becomes  operative 
— for  only  the  eye  of  the  heart  can  see  God — and  the  soul  enters  into 
union  with  the  Divine.  Of  this  final  rapt  state  of  the  contemplative, 
there  has  been  written  an  exquisite  allegory  of  the  butterflies,  a  picture 
of  the  soul's  rapturous  longing  for  God.  The  butterflies  have  gathered 
in  conclave,  filled  with  a  great  yearning  to  unite  themselves  with  the 
candle  flame.  After  consulting  together,  one  of  their  number  is  sent 
to  discover  for  them  what  the  flame  is  like.  Flying  swiftly,  he 
approaches  near  to  where  a  candle  sheds  its  beams  in  the  darkness,  and 
having  seen  the  light  returns  in  haste.  But  his  message  fails  to  convince 
his  hearers.  Another  butterfly  is  sent  forth.  This  one  draws  so  near 
to  the  candle,  that  the  tips  of  his  soft  wings  are  caught  by  the  flame, 
yet  he,  too,  on  his  return,  can  satisfy  only  partially  the  longing  of  his 
fellows.  Straightway,  a  third  rises  on  swift  wing,  and  he,  drawing  near 
to  the  light,  is  so  overcome  with  the  ecstasy  of  his  love,  that  he  casts 
himself  into  the  fire  and  is  consumed,  his  body  turned  to  the  same 
glowing  colour  as  the  flame  itself.  His  companions  seeing  that  the  flame 
has  communicated  to  him  some  of  its  own  quality,  agree  that  he  has 
learned  what  they  all  long  to  know,  but  he  alone  can  understand. 

It  need  scarcely  be  said  that  Sufiism  was  a  life,  not  a  creed  or  a 
sect.  This  being  the  case,  it  is  impossible  here  to  present  it  in  its  fullness, 
but  only  to  give  one  aspect  of  it,  since  there  must  have  been  as  many 
kinds  of  Sufiism  as  there  were  men  who  lived  it.  It  had,  of  course,  its 
less  pleasing  aspects.  Many  failed,  far  short  of  the  goal ;  in  some  cases 
madness  resulted;  in  many  cases  psychism  of  various  kinds.  During 
recent  centuries,  its  followers  have  been  less  and  less  concerned  with 
moral  elevation  and  spiritual  progress,  and  have  turned  more  and  more 
to  outward  observances  and  the  following  of  "masters"  who  ply  their 
trade  for  pay — a  mere  caricature  of  true  Sufiism.  But  however  ugly 
the  dead  form  may  be,  the  life  and  spirit  that  once  animated  it  were 
a  thing  of  beauty  and  loveliness.  And  in  reviewing  its  development, 
perhaps  its  greatest  significance  lies  in  the  fact  that  that  life,  to-day,  is 
our  own  for  the  asking,  open  to  every  member  of  the  Society  who 
desires  it.  And  for  us,  the  lesson  that  it  points  is  (to  borrow  the  gist 
of  a  Sufi  saying),  be  not  content  to  study  but  do  the  works  of  holy  men. 

JULIA  CHICKERING. 


THE  FEAR  OF  DEATH 


WHEN  the  religious  man  says  "I  am  not  afraid  to  die,"  he 
means  exactly  what  he  says,  but  he  does  not  mean  that  he 
regards  death  lightly.    On  the  contrary  he  faces  the  thought 
of  death  with  a  reverential  awe  which  is  akin  to  fear,  and 
this  is  well,  for  it  is  a  part  of  that  "Fear  of  the  Lord  which  is  the 
beginning  of  wisdom."     This  reverential  awe  grows  deeper  with  the 
life  of  prayer  and  of  spiritual  aspiration,  and  on  its  flood  tide  the  soul 
should  be  swept  into  the  presence  of  its  Maker. 

But  there  is  another  attitude  toward  death  which  is  the  very 
antithesis  of  this  holy  fear — a  sort  of  black  nervous  horror,  which  drives 
its  victims  to  a  shuddering  ignoring  of  death's  imminence,  to  a  post- 
ponement of  all  preparation  for  it  until  too  late,  and,  too  often,  to  a 
practical  as  well  as  a  theoretical  doubt  of  the  Love  at  the  heart  of  life. 
This  bastard  terror  is  natural  to  our  flesh  and  blood,  it  gnaws  like  a 
worm  at  the  courage  of  the  race,  it  is  pitiful  and  dangerous  beyond 
words, — to  leave  it  unattacked  were  to  discount  Calvary. 

The  subject  piques  because  one  deals  here  with  an  incalculable  thing. 
Humanity  cannot  be  simply  divided  into  the  sheep  and  the  goats — the 
fearless  and  the  fearful.  All  obvious  logic  is  defied.  Should  all 
religious  people  be  brave,  and  the  irreligious  cowards?  But  it  is  not 
so.  How  logical,  for  instance,  if  those  who  only  ask  to  eat,  drink,  and 
be  merry  should  swerve  from  a  veiled  angel  in  the  path.  But  most 
of  them  do  not.  They  escape  by  looking  the  other  way — until  their 
moment  comes.  They  refuse  to  be  bothered.  They  say  "time  enough" 
and  "sufficient  unto  the  day"  and  things  like  that.  If  one  rose  from 
the  dead  in  their  interests,  it  would  not  avail.  No,  this  fear  lurks  in 
silent  places;  it  haunts  the  very  young  and  the  very  old;  it  poisons 
the  lives  of  the  inexpressive,  the  lonely,  and  the  timid,  of  the  Master's 
potential  but  strayed  lovers. 

One  could  not  dare  to  call  oneself  a  student  of  the  Divine  Wisdom 
and  lack  the  persuasion  that  things  will  finally  be  well  with  us — for 
God  is  Love;  nor  the  perception  that  they  are  not  well  yet — for  He 
is  Justice.  By  sin  came  death  into  the  world  and  the  cup  must  be 
drained,  and  drained  again,  till  every  jot  and  tittle  of  the  law  be  fulfilled ; 
and  yet — is  there  not  triumph  ?  And  if  so — who  triumphs  ?  Who  dares 
to  challenge  death  for  its  sting,  the  grave  for  its  victory?  Who  dares 
to  shout  "Praise  be  to  God  Who  giveth  us  the  victory"?  If  the  antidote 
to  fear  be  faith,  then  the  saints  are  conquerors  here  by  divine  right; 
their  vision,  born  of  slowly  garnered  inner  prescience,  cannot  fail  them. 
They  triumph  not  only  in  life,  but  through  that  hour  of  mortal  strife — 
"that  masterful  negation  and  collapse  of  all  that  makes  me  man"  (into 

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Thy  Hands,  O  Lord,  into  Thy  Hands!),  while  they  move  (oh  swiftly! 
swiftly!)  to  where  stands  waiting  the  "great  Angel  of  the  Agony,"  and 
thence  "dart  with  the  intemperate  energy  of  love  (ah!  grant  them  this!) 
to  those  dear  feet"  where  purgatory,  that  solace  of  the  redeemed,  awaits 
them.  No !  you  cannot  phase  the  saints.  For  His  sake  they  are  willing 
to  die  all  day  long  if  you  like,  for  who  shall  separate  them  from  the 
love  of  God?  Not  Death — nor  any  other  creature.  The  fear  of  the 
saints  is  braided  through  and  through  with  golden  hope,  and  Death  is 
swallowed  up  in  Victory.  "Praised  be  the  Lord  for  our  Sister,  the 
Death  of  the  body." 

But  after  all  there  are  not  so  very  many  saints,  but  a  great  multitude 
of  those  cryptically  irrational  people  who  count  themselves  among  the 
religious,  who  are  "members  in  good  standing"  of  one  church  or  another, 
who  subscribe  punctually  to  "the  resurrection  of  the  body  and  the  life 
everlasting,"  and  who  repudiate,  with  rage  born  of  terror,  any  suggestion 
that  they  will  probably  die  some  day.  The  most  tragic  figures  in  the 
house  of  life  are  the  aborted  saints — they  invoke  so  much  and  use  so 
little.  In  shocking  company  they  both  believe  and  tremble.  One  is 
irresistibly  reminded  of  the  story  of  the  two  ladies,  one  of  whom,  greatly 
to  the  distaste  of  the  other,  wished  to  discuss  the  after  life.  The 
harassed  one,  failing  to  change  the  subject,  finally  said,  "If  you  insist, 
of  course  I  believe  that  we  all  go  to  everlasting  bliss,  but  I  wish  you 
would  not  drag  in  such  unpleasant  topics." 

One  summer  this  writer  lived  next  door  to  a  house  in  which  a  young 
girl  was  slowly  dying  of  tuberculosis.  Everyone  recognized  the  fact, 
including  the  poor  child  herself,  but  utter  panic  possessed  the  entire 
family.  They  refused  to  admit  the  clergyman  on  the  ground  that  "it 
would  put  ideas  into  her  head" ;  but  day  by  day  the  writer  was  hurriedly 
sent  for,  implored  to  "speak  to  her,"  and  then  as  hurriedly  dismissed 
in  their  demoralization  of  terror, — "No,  wait,  she  is  too  frightened 
to-day";  or  "She  is  worse  to-day,  come  again  to-morrow";  or  "She  is 
better  to-day,  we  will  wait  a  little."  Then  the  last  day  came  and  it  was 
too  late.  The  questions  in  her  beautiful  haunted  eyes  can  never  be 
forgotten. 

Contrast  with  this  the  little  children  of  a  household  ruled  by  the 
Divine  Wisdom,  who  run  to  their  mother,  after  cross-examining  the 
new  gardener,  with  "Oh,  Mother,  isn't  the  new  man  funny — he  doesn't 
think  it  is  nice  to  die."  This  episode  is  particularly  reassuring,  because 
one  can  but  suspect  that  much  of  this  panic  fear  in  later  life  is  traceable 
to  a  mishandling  of  the  subject  where  little  children  are  concerned. 

Fighting  men  and,  in  varying  degrees,  the  poets,  would  seem  to 
have  some  insight  here.  Death  as  a  subject  has  always  allured  the  poets, 
who  have  treated  of  it  from  every  imaginable  aspect,  most  of  them 
quite  foreign  to  the  purpose  of  this  article,  which  intends  itself  for  a 
plea  that  death  should  be  prepared  for  with  humble  faith  and  met 


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with  humble  courage.  They  have  sometimes  availed  themselves  of  the 
possibilities  of  the  subject  by  falling  below  its  possibilities,  and  have 
disembarrassed  themselves  of  a  deal  of  subjective  rhyming — the 
magazines  teem  with  young  poets  announcing  the  sentiments  they 
consider  appropriate  to  their  own  demise — often  done  with  really 
beautiful  and  poignant  art.  There  is  also  much  wilful  choosing  of  the 
stuff  of  morbidity  to  work  with.  Maeterlinck's  Death  of  Tintagel 
jumps  to  the  mind,  in  which  a  group  of  women  prowl  about  a  dim  stage 
for  hours,  excitedly  whispering  to  each  other  in  their  eternal  passings 
and  repassings  that  "the  old  Queen"  (Death)  is  about  to  seize  a  new 
victim — that  presently  someone  is  going  to  die!  It  is  the  reductio  ad 
absurdum;  one  feels  after  an  hour  or  two  of  it  like  Talleyrand,  with  the 
young  man  who  argued  that  he  must  live, — Je  ne  vois  pas  la  necessite. 
Still,  on  the  whole,  the  poets  ring  true,  and  the  volume  of  tonic  as 
well  as  consolatory  poetry  about  death  is  as  large  as  it  is  splendid.  It 
was  a  poet  who  said, 

"No  array  of  terms  can  say  how  much  I  am  at  peace 
about  God,  and  about  death." 

It  was  a  poet  who  prayed, 

"Let  me  taste  the  whole  of  it,  fare  like  my  peers, 
The  heroes  of  old." 

And  a  poet  who  prayed, 

"My  wages  taken  and  in  my  heart  some  late  lark  singing, 
Let  me  be  gathered  to  the  quiet  west, 
The  sunset  splendid  and  serene — Death." 

While  poets  have  always  known  that  heaven  was  for  lovers'  meetings — 
"Would  that  I  were  with  thee  emparadised, 
White  Angels  around  Christ; 
That  by  the  borders  of  the  eternal  sea, 
Singing,  I  too  might  be." 

The  War  has  thrown  strong  light  on  another  aspect  of  all  this. 
Just  as  we  note  inexplicable  fear  in  one  direction,  so  we  find  inexplicable 
courage  in  another.  Given  a  Cause,  given  discipline,  and  the  young  men 
of  the  world  go  laughing  out,  and  "their  lives  are  in  their  hands  for  any 
man  to  take."  Is  it  that,  for  the  moment,  under  the  spur  of  the  splendid 
necessity,  the  Angel  takes  possession,  and  saint  and  soldier  share  the 
same  vision?  Listen  to  Masefield  telling  how  the  English  sailed  from 
the  Greek  port,  out  to  Gallipoli : 

"Ship  after  ship  moved  slowly  out  of  harbor  .  .  .  and  the 
beauty  and  the  exaltation  of  the  youth  upon  them  made  them  like  sacred 
things  as  they  moved  away.  These  men  .  .  .  had  said  good-bye  to 
home  that  they  might  offer  their  lives  in  the  cause  we  stand  for.  In 
a  few  hours  at  most,  as  they  well  knew,  perhaps  a  tenth  of  them  would 


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have  looked  their  last  on  the  sun.  .  .  .  But  this  was  but  the  end 
they  asked,  the  reward  they  had  come  for,  the  unseen  cross  upon  the 
breast.  All  that  they  felt  was  a  gladness  of  exultation  that  their  young 
courage  was  to  be  used.  They  went  like  kings  in  a  pageant  to  the 
imminent  death.  .  .  .  As  they  passed  on  their  way  to  the  sea  their 
feeling  that  they  had  done  with  life  welled  up  in  those  battalions;  they 
cheered  till  the  harbor  rang  with  cheering  .  .  .  till  all  the  life  in 
the  harbor  was  giving  thanks  that  it  could  go  to  death  rejoicing.  All 
was  beautiful  in  that  gladness  of  men  about  to  die,  but  the  most  moving 
thing  was  the  greatness  of  their  generous  hearts.  .  .  .  No  one  who 
heard  this  tumult  of  cheering  will  ever  forget  it,  or  think  of  it  unshaken. 
It  broke  the  hearts  of  all  there  with  pity  and  pride;  it  went  beyond  the 
guard  of  the  English  heart." 

Yes,  the  saints  know,  the  fighting  men  know,  the  poets  know. 
Sometimes  we  have  all  three  in  one.  Take  Joyce  Kilmer's  letters  from 
the  other  side,  and  search  them, — you  shall  find  a  spirituality  so  woven 
into  the  fibre  of  the  man  that  his  rollicking  fun,  his  utter  love  of  life 
and  all  life's  gifts,  his  utter  willingness  to  give  them  up,  are  all  one 
thing.  Then  turn  to  the  account  of  William  Blake's  last  hours — the 
poet  with  the  mystic  vision.  Read  how  he  sat  propped  up  in  bed  at  the 
last,  advising  his  wife  as  to  her  future,  but  between  times  singing  and 
shouting  great  songs  of  delight  that  he  had  been  sent  for: 

"Good-bye,  proud  world,  I'm  going  home !" 

Sometimes  it  is  in  the  most  astounding  places  that  one  encounters 
perception  of  what  death  may  mean  and  how  it  may  be  faced.  At  the 
risk  of  straining  credulity,  it  is  a  temptation  to  tell  how  this  was  once 
done  at  the  New  York  Hippodrome.  Some  years  ago  that  place  of 
entertainment  could  boast  a  stage  manager  with  an  imagination,  a  sense 
of  beauty,  a  vision.  It  may  do  so  still,  but  anticlimaxes  are  disagreeable 
— it  is  wise  not  to  risk  one.  This  particular  time,  when  the  last  elephant 
had  ambled  off  and  the  last  clown  had  followed  it,  beauty  came  into 
its  own,  death  was  shown  us,  death — heroic,  uplifted,  robbed  of  its  sting, 
and  shorn  of  its  victory.  By  some  clever  stage  illusion,  the  tank  used 
in  the  final  tableau  became  a  vast  body  of  still  water.  Some  bedizened 
Oriental  potentate  (presumably)  sat  enthroned  above;  below  him  the 
wide  flights  of  steps  terracing  to  the  water's  edge  were  thronged  with 
the  flower  of  his  kingdom — a  great  multitude  of  splendid  youth.  Their 
number  does  not  matter — the  point  is  they  looked  like  "ten  thousand 
times  ten  thousand" — young  men  and  women  in  robes  of  white  and  silver. 
They  were  marking  time  to  music,  and  laughing  and  singing  for  delight 
of  their  sacrifice,  for  they  were  about  to  die.  At  a  signal  they  marched 
in  close  platoons  to  the  water's  edge,  then  into  the  water — to  knees, 
to  breast,  to  singing  lips,  and  so  down  under,  as  the  throngs  pressed 
on  behind  them.  There  was  no  break  in  the  gallant  laughter,  no  pause 
in  the  gay  song,  no  faltering  step,  no  hint  of  refraining  in  all  the 


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shining  ranks.  We  had  forgotten  in  those  days  of  peace  how  high- 
heartedly  men  could  die;  had  forgotten  that  it  could  be  done  "heads  up, 
eyes  right!"  Never  mind  the  great  wooden  Hippodrome,  never  mind 
the  trick  which  underlay  the  illusion  (some  idiot  behind  was  explaining 
the  theory  of  the  diving  bell),  never  mind  the  silly  legend, — "theirs  but 
to  do  and  die" :  that  was  the  legend ;  nothing  else  mattered.  If  the 
illusion  had  been  less  perfect,  if  there  had  been  one  shirking  eye,  one 
faltering  step,  one  hint  of  unwilling  sacrifice,  the  thing  would  have 
turned  to  farce  before  us  and  we  must  have  laughed.  But  no  one 
laughed:  death  was  there  and  these  youths  were  fain  of  it,  and  five 
thousand  people  held  their  breath  with  the  splendor  of  it.  Only  a  circus 
thriller,  it  is  true,  but  ennobled  by  its  perfect  discipline  and  its  gleam 
of  intuition. 

In  his  Varieties  of  Religious  Experience,  William  James  has  this 
to  say:  "Mankind's  common  instinct  for  reality  has  always  held  the 
world  to  be  essentially  a  theatre  for  heroism.  In  heroism,  we  feel,  life's 
supreme  mystery  is  hidden.  We  tolerate  no  one  who  has  no  capacity 
whatever  for  it  in  any  direction.  On  the  other  hand,  no  matter  what 
a  man's  frailties  otherwise  may  be,  if  he  be  willing  to  risk  death,  and 
still  more  if  he  suffer  it  heroically,  in  the  service  he  has  chosen,  the 
fact  consecrates  him  forever.  Inferior  to  ourselves  in  this  or  that  way, 
if  yet  we  cling  to  life,  and  he  is  able  'to  fling  it  away  like  a  flower' 
as  caring  nothing  for  it,  we  account  him  in  the  deepest  way  our  born 
superior.  Each  of  us  in  his  own  person  feels  that  a  high-hearted 
indifference  to  life  would  expiate  his  shortcomings."  "Greater  love  hath 
no  man  than  this." 

It  is  a  curious  subject ;  in  any  light  only  small  corners  are  illumined. 
We  talk  about  "the  instinct  to  live,"  but  Metchnikoff,  the  French 
scientist,  tells  us  that  in  the  old  the  "instinct  to  die"  is  the  normal; 
and  yet  how  seldom  we  see  it.  We  talk  about  joie  de  vivre,  but  life  is 
clung  to  most  determinedly  by  those  who  have  none.  A  physician  in 
charge  of  a  Catholic  Home  for  the  Aged  says  that  he  has  never  seen 
such  frenzied  clinging  to  mere  existence  as  on  the  part  of  these  poor 
things  who  have  so  little  to  live  for.  The  Sisters  in  charge  welcome 
each  approaching  death  with  smiling  cheerfulness — here  is  one  more  soul 
departing  life,  fortified  by  the  rites  of  the  Church ;  one  more  bed  ready 
for  another  patient.  Not  so  the  poor  old  people  themselves,  who  beseech 
for  "something"  to  stave  off  the  dread  moment.  Zest  of  life  would 
seem  to  have  little  or  nothing  to  do  with  it.  Perhaps  the  spirit  of 
adventure  is  a  factor  here?  This  spirit  finds  it  difficult  to  believe  that 
life  can  cease — and  here  is  the  Great  Adventure.  The  saints,  who  are 
life's  adults,  apply  this  spiritually  and  have  the  best  of  it,  as  usual. 
But  life's  little  children,  of  any  age,  do  not  like  bedtime. 


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An  Angel  speaks:  It  is  bedtime — come,  children! 

No,  no,  we  are  not  ready — come  back  by  and  by. 

/  am  afraid  of  the  dark ! 

And  /  want  my  teddy  bear! 

An  Angel  speaks:  Come,  children;  it  is  time — a  bath  for  all,  a 
whipping  for  most,  and  then  rest, — sleep — dreams! 

It  is  the  end — we  shall  not  wake! 

Twice  two  are  five — I  learned  it. 

An  Angel  speaks:  Well,  well,  never  mind  now;  it  is  time  to  sleep 
— so  much  to  do  to-morrow. 

To  sleep!  to  dream!     Perchance  to  dream? 

An  Angel  speaks :  Assuredly  to  dream — dream  true  at  last!  Many 
mansions — stately  castles,  tiny  doll's  houses — dream  true! 

Qeansed  at  last  from  stains  of  work  and  play,  asleep  at  last;  the 
angels  bend  over  the  tired  little  children  of  earth  and  then  draw  back 
in  reverent  awe.  Among  them  does  One  pace  and  pause?  One  with 
scarred  feet  and  tender  eyes?  Ah,  surely  yes,  for  the  weary  tear- 
stained  faces  bloom  into  a  smiling  peace  that  passeth  understanding. 
"Sleep !  Rest !  Dream  true !  And  try  again  to-morrow.  Lo,  I  am 
with  you  always,  even  to  the  end  of  the  world."  S. 


O  ye  souls  that  desire  to  walk  in  the  midst  of  consolation  and 
security,  if  only  ye  knew  how  acceptable  to  God  is  suffering  for  His  love, 
and  how  great  a  means  it  is  to  arrive  at  every  other  spiritual  good,  ye 
would  never  seek  for  consolation  in  anything,  but  ye  would  rather  rejoice 
when  ye  bear  the  cross  after  your  Lord. — ST.  JOHN  OF  THE  CROSS. 


WHY  I  JOINED  THE 
THEOSOPHICAL  SOCIETY 


TWO  years,  measured  by  ordinary  standards,  do  not  seem  a  very 
long  time.  The  average  man's  method  of  thought  and  of  living 
does  not  change  materially  during  that  period,  and  his  point  of 
view  has  not  altered  sufficiently  to  make  it  difficult  to  recall  his 
state  of  mind  and  heart,  two,  five  and  even  ten  years  previously.  But 
when  a  man  comes  into  contact  with  a  vital  force  which  takes  possession 
of  him  heart  and  soul,  his  entire  conception  of  the  meaning  of  life  is 
transformed  from  a  dead,  or  at  most  an  inert  thing,  into  an  inspiring, 
vibrant,  glorious  vision  of  infinite  beauty,  strength,  and  joy.  If  he  may 
not  presume  to  liken  himself  to  a  butterfly  that  has  burst  its  chrysalis  and 
left  the  dead  shell  forever,  he  can  at  least  think  of  himself  as  a  prisoner 
released  from  his  cell,  to  whom  the  world  was  never  so  beautiful,  the  sky 
so  blue,  the  air  so  soft  and  balmy,  the  sunshine  so  glorious;  to  whom 
God's  handiwork  seemed  never  so  lovely,  nor  God  Himself  so  kind  and 
good.  After  tasting  these  new  and  unaccustomed  delights,  the  man's 
thoughts  turn  in  loving  gratitude  to  the  influence  which  has  brought 
release  from  his  darkness  and  ignorance,  and  entrance  into  the  light  of 
the  new  and  beautiful  world  he  has  found.  When  a  man  has  received  so 
great  a  boon  he  feels  impelled  to  express  something  of  the  gratitude  that 
is  in  his  heart.  While  the  causes  which  led  up  to  his  deliverance  are  very 
vivid  in  his  mind,  he  finds  it  difficult,  if  not  impossible,  to  picture  to 
himself  his  former  pitiable  state,  for,  having  been  permitted  to  catch  a 
glimpse  of  the  Eternal,  he  is  indeed  living  in  a  new  world ;  nothing  appears 
the  same,  nothing  is  the  same,  unless  it  be  his  lower  nature,  of  which  the 
awakening  of  his  higher  nature  has  made  him  painfully  aware,  and  which 
as  yet  is  but  little  changed,  but  which  he  now  knows  it  is  his  duty  to  set 
about  changing  and  transforming. 

Reared  by  God-fearing  parents  in  a  strict,  orthodox  manner,  I  "joined 
the  Church"  at  sixteen  years  of  age.  This  step  was  decidedly  against  my 
inclinations,  as  I  did  not  consider  myself  "good  enough,"  but,  being 
strongly  urged  by  my  parents,  who  explained  that  it  simply  meant  that 
I  desired  to  live  a  better  life,  "accepted  Christ  as  my  Saviour,"  and  was 
willing  to  confess  Him  before  men,  I  consented,  partly  in  deference  to 
their  wishes,  and  partly  because  of  a  desire  to  escape  the  consequences  of 
sin — eternal  damnation.  (Oh,  the  scores  of  sermons  on  this  subject 
through  which  I  wriggled  and  writhed  in  my  youth!)  That  "Christ  died 
for  our  sins"  meant  to  me  that  He  died  to  save  us  from  the  consequences 
of  sin,  and  I  was  given  to  understand  that  all  one  had  to  do  to  be  "saved," 
was  to  "believe  on  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ"  by  "accepting"  Him  and  the 

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sacrifice  which  He  made  for  our  redemption.  (How  repugnant  to  the 
ideals  of  Theosophy  is  such  "belief"  without  action !  For,  "this  idea  of 
passing  one's  whole  life  in  moral  idleness,  and  having  one's  hardest  work 
and  duty  done  by  another — whether  God  or  man — is  most  degrading  to 
human  dignity.")  In  my  earlier  years  I  was  the  victim  of  much  intoler- 
ance toward  others  whose  form  of  religious  belief  differed  from  my  own. 
This  was  superseded  in  later  years  by  what  I  flattered  myself  was  a 
broad-minded  tolerance.  Hell  became  a  myth,  or  at  most  a  place  reserved 
for  incorrigibles ;  life  was  an  easy-going  sort  of  an  adventure ;  the  sins  of 
others  were  still  hideous — my  own  were  small  things,  as  men  go,  and  I 
was  quite  as  good  a  Christian  as  most  people  who  professed  to  be  such. 
My  religious  life  consisted  mainly  in  attendance  at  numerous  services, 
and  taking  an  active  part  in  Church  and  Sunday-school  work;  later,  in 
social  work  with  boys'  clubs  and  the  like. 

Meanwhile,  I  began  to  hear  the  word  "Theosophy"  mentioned  by 
one  near  and  dear  to  me,  who  rather  timidly  informed  me  of  having 
attended  meetings  and,  finally,  of  having  joined  the  T.  S.  I  would  have 
none  of  it;  it  was  all  queer  and  "spooky."  Occultism  meant  black  arts 
and  nothing  else.  I  listened  condescendingly  until  one  statement  arrested 
my  attention :  "A  member  of  the  T.  S.  can  believe  what  he  likes,  need 
have  no  belief  at  all,  in  fact,  'all  members  are  expected  to  accord  to  the 
beliefs  of  others  the  same  tolerance  which  they  desire  for  their  own.' " 
This  interested  me,  and  I  listened  with  increasing  attention  to  further 
remarks  dropped  from  time  to  time,  seemingly  casual,  almost  careless. 
(I  have  since  learned  that  they  were  most  carefully  and  prayerfully 
considered.)  Respect  for  the  source  of  the  crumbs  of  information  let  fall, 
was  heightened  immeasurably  by  a  remarkable  change  in  my.  personal 
surroundings  and  in  the  atmosphere  of  my  home.  "There  may  be  some- 
thing in  this  Theosophy  business,  after  all,"  I  thought;  for  I  was 
beginning  to  be  conscious  that  I  lacked  something  in  my  life  that  I  could 
not  afford  to  be  without,  and  to  feel  a  sort  of  envy  of  this  earnest  striving 
towards  an  ideal  with  a  faith  and  devotion  which  I  knew  I  did  not  possess. 
Then  the  Great  War  came.  Deeply  stirred,  but  still  confused  as  to  the 
inner  meaning  of  it  all,  I  finally  attended  a  meeting  of  the  T.  S.,  and  was 
at  once  profoundly  impressed  by  the  attitude  towards  the  war  taken  by 
the  speakers  at  this  meeting.  Their  words  were  so  right,  they  rang  so 
true,  disclosing  a  wisdom,  insight,  and  courage  which  commanded  instant 
and  deep  admiration.  Later,  I  discovered  that  their  attitude  towards  the 
war  was  but  one  aspect  of  the  vision  of  the  leaders  of  the  Society  into 
the  meaning  and  purpose  of  life;  that  the  war  was  simply  an  outward 
manifestation  of  the  perpetual  inner  conflict  between  the  forces  of  good 
and  evil.  The  keenest  disappointment  of  my  life  occurred  when  I  was 
debarred  from  entering  active  service  in  the  war.  Men  who  were  eager 
to  enter  the  fray,  but  who  had  found  that  their  duty  lay  in  remaining  at 
home,  must  have  been  immensely  comforted  and  encouraged,  as  I  was, 


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by  the  theosophical  statement  that  it  was  the  duty  as  well  as  the  privilege 
of  each  one  of  us  to  aid  the  cause  of  the  Masters  in  the  war  by  doing 
everything  in  our  power  to  combat  the  forces  of  evil  in  the  world, 
beginning  with  those  within  our  own  natures. 

At  the  meetings  of  the  Society,  which  I  now  attended  regularly, 
I  listened  to  sound  common-sense  in  respect  to  right  thinking  and  right 
living;  wise  and  convincing  answers  to  questions  of  every  conceivable 
kind;  evidence  of  deep  spiritual  insight;  a  loving  sympathy  and  a  desire 
to  help  others  to  gain  something  of  that  insight  through  their  own  efforts 
to  conquer  their  lower  and  build  up  their  higher  nature.  Then  I  found 
the  most  illuminating,  practical,  and  helpful  suggestions  in  articles  in 
the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY  as  to  how  to  go  about  doing  the  things 
I  had  heard  discussed  in  the  meetings,  and  I  soon  learned  that  the 
members  were  bending  all  the  energy  of  their  being  upon  putting  these 
principles  into  practice,  and  that  they  were  consequently  speaking  from 
a  knowledge  born  of  experience.  The  true  test  of  any  belief  or  system 
of  thought  lies  in  its  effect  upon  the  life.  Having  been  privileged  to 
observe  the  effects  of  the  application  of  theosophical  principles  upon 
the  lives  of  a  number  of  members  of  the  Society,  I  perceived  that  this 
test  was  being  systematically,  unremittingly  applied  with  a  devotion  and 
concentration  that  was  a  revelation.  The  secret  lay  in  the  development 
of  the  inner,  or  spiritual,  nature  and  life  of  man,  which  was  nothing 
more  or  less  than  practical  occultism, — my  bugbear  of  a  few  months 
before.  Thus  I  became  aware  that  I  had  come  into  contact  with  a 
group  of  people  who  had  a  philosophy  of  life  which  could  and  did 
explain  the  many  riddles  which  I  had  long  ago  ceased  trying  to  solve, 
attributing  them  to  the  "inscrutable  workings  of  Providence"  which  no 
man  could  fathom.  It  became  clear  to  me  that,  apart  from  Theosophy, 
there  is  no  scientific  or  accurate  knowledge  accessible  in  the  West,  and 
no  conception  of  what  real  occultism  means;  that  the  much-vaunted 
"civilization"  of  the  West  was  the  product  of  a  development  of  the 
purely  material  aspect  of  the  universe  in  all  lines  of  study,  research  or 
other  human  endeavor;  and  that  a  smug  complacency  over  the  material 
progress  attained  had  buried  deep  the  consciousness  of  eternal  truths 
which  were  so  well-known  and  understood  centuries  ago  in  the  East. 
Also,  I  learned  that  "Theosophy  is  not  a  body  of  dogmas,  for  truth 
cannot  be  cramped  into  formulas  and  dogmas."  It  is  "practically  a 
method,  intellectually  an  attitude,  ethically  a  spirit,  and  religiously  a 
life."  It  "would  have  each  man  follow  his  own  highest  light  till  it  leads 
him  to  his  own  Master  and  his  own  immortality."  The  theosophical 
ideal  opens  a  wealth  of  thought  and  inspiration,  stupendous  in  its 
grandeur  and  power ;  reveals  as  the  only  means  of  true  spiritual  progress 
the  path  of  discipleship  and  all  that  it  entails  of  conquest  of  self  and 
the  elimination  of  everything  that  hampers  the  lifting  of  the  soul  to  the 
Light  and  holding  it  there  steadfastly ;  provides  a  motive  that  transcends 


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self  in  the  desire  that  the  Masters  of  Wisdom  shall  be  served — those 
Elder  Brothers  who  are  yearning  so  passionately  that  man  shall  recognize 
and  claim  his  divinity,  shall  learn  and  obey  the  law  that  all  life  is  one 
and  tends  to  one  goal, — union  with  the  Divine.  Thus  the  Society  seeks 
to  form  the  nucleus  of  a  Universal  Brotherhood  of  humanity  upon  the 
spiritual  or  occult  plane,  whose  members  strive  and  long  for  the  salvation 
of  the  race  through  this  union.  How  different  is  this  ideal  from  the 
false  and  perverted  ideas  of  brotherhood  so  prevalent  in  our  day! 

There  had  come  into  my  life  what  seemed  an  insurmountable 
difficulty — a  stone  wall — in  connection  with  something  which  it  was 
obviously  my  duty  to  attempt  to  solve.  This  was  a  cross,  a  misfortune, 
which  in  my  blindness  and  ignorance  of  the  workings  of  Karma — the 
Divine  Law,  "poetic  justice" — I  was  unable  to  understand,  still  less  to 
cope  with.  Finally  I  sought  advice  and  help  from  one  of  the  older 
members  of  the  T.  S.,  whose  marvellous  sympathy,  wisdom,  and  insight, 
re-enforced  by  an  astonishingly  generous  offer  of  practical  help  and 
co-operation  in  the  solution  of  my  problem,  I  shall  never  forget  or  cease 
to  be  grateful  for.  Time  has  proved  that  the  solution  of  the  difficulty 
was  the  only  one  possible;  further,  that  it  could  not  have  been  made, 
or  the  means  for  working  it  out  furnished  by  anyone  else  in  the  whole 
wide  world!  What  in  my  ignorance  I  had  deemed  a  cross,  like  all 
crosses  when  we  accept  them,  has  proved  to  be  the  greatest  blessing,  with 
infinitely  far-reaching  results.  Upon  this  occasion,  which  was  during 
the  period  when  the  mind  and  heart  were  still  shackled  by  the  habit  of 
years,  blinding  one  to  the  vision  or  restraining  one  from  embracing  it, 
a  remark  was  made  which  disclosed  the  principle  underlying  the  motive 
for  my  having  been  so  miraculously  blessed.  It  is,  I  think,  one  of  the 
corner-stones  upon  which  the  whole  teaching  rests:  "Whenever  there 
is  a  real  need  or  hunger  of  the  soul,  it  is  always  met." 

H. 


Tribulation  is  the  King's  highway,  beaten  and  tracked  with  the  sacred 
steps  of  the  Master,  and  with  a  countless  number  of  Saints,  who  all  of 
them  have  made  their  affliction  the  degrees  of  their  glory. — CASSIAN. 


SOAMES  AND  THE  UNIVERSE 


SOAMES  was  alone  with  the  Universe.  Soames  was  desperately 
lonely.  There  was  so  much  to  do,  and  he,  alone,  to  do  it  all. 
So  great  was  his  task  that,  in  large  and  small  matters  alike,  he 
was  frequently  forced  to  neglect  some  duty.  Despite  all  his 
energy,  international  policies  would  go  off  the  track.  Despite  his  advice, 
his  mother-in-law  would  buy  bonnets  which  were  unsuitable.  It  pained 
Soames  to  see  the  consequences  of  his  unavoidable  neglect.  So  many 
things  which  should  be  done  well,  were  done  poorly.  It  was  certainly 
impossible  for  one  human  man  to  do  it  all  alone.  There  were  times 
when  Soames  could  not  sleep  from  keen  realization  of  the  crying  needs 
of  the  Universe,  and  of  his  own  utter  inadequacy  to  rise  to  all  the  calls 
for  his  intervention.  Soames  was  conscientiously  courageous,  however. 
Soames  did  his  best  to  do  what  he  knew  he  should  do. 

Soames  found  it  hard  for  one  human  brain  to  know  all  that  should 
be  known  in  order  that  he  might  do  his  work.  Here  and  there  he 
turned  eagerly  for  knowledge:  now  dipping  into  science;  now  into 
philosophy;  again  into  religion.  Yet,  all  the  time  Soames  felt  the  hope- 
lessness of  this  endeavour.  Despite  the  recognition  of  the  need  that 
there  was  for  him  to  know  all,  that  he  might  the  better  serve,  he  could 
not  succeed  in  knowing  all.  He  had  to  neglect  the  Universe.  He 
regretted  the  necessity,  for  he  saw  what  was  happening  to  the  Universe 
from  his  inability  to  meet  each  emergency.  He  saw  the  suffering  and 
errors  from  his  unavoidable  neglect  of  his  stupendous  task. 

In  time  the  Universe  itself  also  recognized  his  neglect.  Then  it 
rose  in  indignation.  It  smote  Soames. 

When  the  Universe  acts,  it  takes  no  half  measures.  Soames 
discovered,  as  a  penalty  for  his  inability  to  run  the  Universe,  that  his 
own  little  business  jealously  resented  his  not  giving  himself  up  to  it, 
just  as  if  it  were  the  Universe  itself.  In  other  words,  Soames'  business 
failed.  His  family,  as  Soames  recognized,  sensed  their  own  desperate 
need  for  his  specific  attention.  Because  he  was  unable  to  give  it  to  them, 
they  too,  in  narrow  selfishness,  turned  from  him  in  their  disappointment 
over  not  receiving  his  exclusive  attention.  This  recognition  of  the 
impossibility  of  his  responding  to  their  need  spread  from  his  family  to 
his  friends.  Soames  discovered  that  he  was  unpopular ;  even  not  beloved 
of  those  closest  to  him.  Yet  the  Universe  needed  him  so  desperately 
that  he  accepted  his  martyrdom. 

Soames  was  undismayed  and  courageous.  He  fought  on  to  help 
the  Universe,  despite  these  trivial,  yet  trying,  failures.  Soames  did  his 
best,  but  the  Universe  was  a  jealous  mistress.  Each  single  phase  of  it 
unmistakably  was  calling  for  his  exclusive  attention.  He  could  not 

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satisfy  all.  This  was  not  understood.  The  time  came  when  Soames 
felt  the  bitterness  of  ingratitude  from  the  Universe.  He  admitted 
complete  failure. 

Soames  was  truly  alone  in  the  Universe.  He  felt  so  utterly  alone 
that  he  even  felt  outside  of  it.  This  gave  Soames  time  and  opportunity 
to  observe  the  Universe;  even  himself.  As  he  observed,  fragments  of 
old  studies  came  back  to  him.  For  the  first  time,  Soames  began  to 
wonder  if  he  really  was  the  sole  source  of  inspiration  in  the  Universe; 
its  only  hope;  its  one  dependence. 

Soames  still  remembers  how  this  startling  thought  first  came  to 
him.  He  had  been  sitting  at  home  for  several  days.  He  had  been 
facing  his  responsibility  to  the  Universe  for  not  having  done  what  he 
should  have  done.  Meanwhile  his  wife  had  been  urging  him  to  go  forth 
and  make  money,  because  butcher  and  baker  and  candlestick  maker  were 
growing  unpleasantly  urgent  that  their  bills  should  be  paid.  Soames 
had  attempted  to  make  the  dear  woman  understand.  Patiently  he  had 
tried  to  show  her  that  he  was  not  blameworthy,  merely  because  the 
Universe  had  resented  his  utter  inability  to  be  all  things  to  all  men  in 
all  ways.  Mrs.  Soames  could  not  understand.  She  became  even  annoy- 
ingly  persistent.  Soames  took  refuge  with  a  file  of  QUARTERLIES. 
They  had  been  part  of  the  reading  he  had  undertaken  in  the  days 
when  he  was  seeking  to  equip  himself  to  rise  to  his  grave  and  great 
responsibilities.  For  a  time  this  re-reading  strengthened  Soames'  concept 
of  the  Universe  and  of  his  own  importance  therein.  As  he  went  on 
reading,  however,  an  uneasy  something  arose  in  him,  which,  in  his  earlier 
and  salad  days,  Soames  would  have  called  "conscience."  Whatever  it 
was,  it  decided  him  to  take  pity  upon  his  wife.  However  childish  her 
point  of  view,  he  would  try  to  enter  into  it  to  soothe  her.  He  would 
take  her  into  the  Universe  with  him,  he  decided,  so  he  began  considering 
how  she  would  regard  the  Universe. 

"If  a  man  really  comprehends  the  Universe,  he  should  comprehend 
anything  therein."  Thus  Soames  argued  to  himself.  Therefore,  he  felt, 
he  should  comprehend  his  wife's  point  of  view;  even  try  to  comply 
with  it.  "To  a  woman's  mind  her  family  is  the  Universe.  Naturally 
she  feels  they  deserve  exclusive  attention.  So  be  it!" 

Soames  rose  from  his  chair  and  went  into  the  next  room.  "Well, 
Matilda,"  he  said,  "if  you  really  feel  that  it  is  more  important  that  I 
should  devote  myself  to  my  own  family  rather  than  to  helping  my 
fellowmen,  who  need  me  so,  I  will  go  right  down  town  and  see 
Rawlinson.  He  told  me  he  would  like  to  have  me  go  to  work  for  him. 
It  will  prevent  my  doing  much  that  should  be  done.  Still,  if  you  feel 
that  it  is  right  for  me  to  sacrifice  myself  and  others,  I  will  be  glad  to 
do  anything  to  stop  your  being  so  unhappy.  I  find  I  cannot  do  the 
thinking  that  I  should  do,  while  you  are  so  unhappy,  so  I  am  going 
right  down  town." 


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"Sylvanus,  I  am  so  glad,"  cried  Mrs.  Soames,  "and  do  you  know, 
I  am  old-fashioned.  I  do  not  believe  that  the  Lord  wants  you  to  try 
to  do  His  work  and  to  fulfil  His  obligations,  and  not  to  do  your  own 
and  fulfil  yours." 

Soames'  second  test  of  his  intention  to  sacrifice  himself  was  to  keep 
silent.  He  could,  so  easily,  have  proved  to  his  wife  that  his  real  duty 
and  obligation  was  to  the  Universe. 

Soames  saw  Rawlinson  and  went  to  work.  In  his  bitterness 
towards  the  ingratitude  of  the  Universe,  Soames  decided  that  he  would 
turn  his  back  upon  it  to  punish  it.  He  devoted  himself  exclusively  to 
the  interests  of  the  Soames  family.  Time  went  on.  Mrs.  Soames  wore 
new  dresses.  The  children  wore  whole  shoes.  Soames'  equity  in  the 
house,  into  which  he  had  moved,  steadily  grew. 

Soames  even  forgot  the  Universe.  Nevertheless  Soames  prospered. 
More  than  that,  Soames  became  prosperous.  People  looked  up  to  him. 
His  family  were  proud  of  him.  He  became  popular.  He  was  urged 
to  run  for  alderman.  He  refused.  He  said  he  would  be  glad  to  help 
any  good  movement,  but  that  a  man's  first  duty  lay  in  doing  his  own 
duty.  He  said  he  was  not  yet  in  a  position  to  take  time  from  his  family 
needs  to  help  the  public. 

One  night  there  came  in  the  mail  for  Soames  the  cancelled  mortgage 
of  his  house.  As  he  sat  alone  in  his  comfortable  study,  and  looked  at 
the  mortgage,  Soames  thought  of  the  Universe. 

Suddenly  Soames  realized  that  he  had  once  more  discovered  the 
Universe.  More  than  that :  Soames  found  that  the  Universe  is  controlled 
by  loving  wisdom,  and  that  when  a  man  bows  his  head  to  the  yoke  and 
pulls  loyally  down  the  furrow,  the  Universe  rewards  the  effort. 

Soames  went  down  stairs  to  where  his  wife  was  sitting.  "Do  you 
know,  Matilda,"  he  said,  "I  have  made  a  discovery.  Since  the  Universe 
is  infinite,  every  part  of  it  must  contain  the  whole.  The  duty  that  a 
man  owes  to  the  Universe  is  done  when  he  does  his  own  duty." 

"Sylvanus,"  said  Mrs.  Soames,  "you  have  certainly  done  your  duty. 
You  have  made  us  all  happy,  and  I  do  not  know  any  more  popular  man." 

"I  am  glad  you  feel  that  way,"  said  Soames,  "because  I  am  so 
happy  myself  that  I  like  to  have  others  share  it."  There  was  a  moment's 
silence.  Then,  suddenly,  Mrs.  Soames  said: 

"Have  you  ever  stopped  to  think,  Sylvanus,  how  much  happier  and 
more  prosperous  we  have  been  since  you  put  the  Golden  Rule  into 
operation  ?" 

"Just  what  do  you  mean  by  that?"  asked  Soames,  feeling  puzzled, 
because  he  could  see  no  connection  in  what  his  wife  said. 

"I  mean  since  you  gave  up  what  you  wanted  to  do,  and  went  down 
to  see  Mr.  Rawlinson,  just  because  it  was  what  I  wanted  you  to  do  for 
the  sake  of  the  children." 


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"I  don't  see,"  said  Soames,  "what  that  has  to  do  with  the  Golden 
Rule?" 

"Why,  Sylvanus,  dear,  don't  you  know  that  for  years  you  wanted 
everybody  to  sacrifice  themselves  for  you,  and  it  was  not  until  you 
sacrificed  yourself  for  others  that  our  luck  turned?" 

"M-M-M,"  murmured  Soames,  "that  makes  me  think  of  two  sen- 
tences that  I  have  just  found  in  the  QUARTERLY  :  'Everything  is  founded 
upon  sacrifice.  God  set  the  example  when  he  created  the  Universe.'  " 

"Well,"  said  Mrs.  Soames,  "you  ought  to  feel  satisfied  at  last, 
because  doesn't  that  make  you  a  partner  with  God?" 

Soames  went  to  sleep  that  night  feeling  that  he  was  no  longer  alone 
in  the  Universe,  but  a  part  of  it. 

SYLVANUS  SOAMES. 


In  the  prayer  of  rapture,  man  is  effaced  from  self,  so  that  he  is  not 
conscious  of  his  body,  nor  of  things  outward  and  inward.  From  these  he 
is  rapt,  journeying  first  to  his  Lord,  then  in  his  Lord.  If  it  occur  to  him 
that  he  is  effaced  from  self  it  is  a  defect.  The  highest  state  is  to  be 
effaced  from  effacement. — GHAZZALI. 


POST  WAR  PROBLEMS 


LABOUR  AND  THE  CHURCH 
A  WORKMAN'S  RETROSPECT 

I. 
«4      ii  ND  you  will  pray  for  the  Church ;  that  He  may  divinely  enkindle, 

/\       and  strengthen  and  guide  it." 

±     V  These  words,  as  nearly  as  I  remember  them,  and  simple 

enough  in  themselves — were  yet  brimful  of  inner  and  outer 
meaning  to  me,  when  I  recalled  them,  together  with  qualifying  and 
associate  sentences,  as  I  slowly  left  the  Church  that  Sunday  morning: 
my  mind  filled  with  the  morning's  theme  and  with  a  new  sense  of  worship 
in  my  heart. 

Our  thoughts  had  been  turned  to  post-war  problems — "recon- 
struction." Pre-turned,  perhaps  I  should  say,  as  the  end  was  not  then 
in  sight.  It  was  about  the  time  when  the  second  series  of  great  Marne 
battles  were  being  fought ;  when  Paris  was  for  the  second  time  in  danger 
of  becoming  a  German  stronghold — and  the  key-city  to  German  world- 
dominion;  when  we,  here  at  home,  had  either  to  face  the  possibility  of 
a  German  invasion — German  pillage,  brutality,  filth,  and  outrage  upon 
our  own  soil — or  to  send  to  Europe  hurriedly,  in  greater  numbers,  the 
fittest  of  our  sons. 

Some  of  the  worshippers  had  doubtless  been  thinking  of  this.  The 
war  and  its  incidents  of  cleansing  pain  and  sacrifice  had  been  made  the 
subject  of  inquiring  prayer ;  and  the  feeling  at  times  had  been  so  heart- 
felt, so  intense,  that  one  could  almost  hear  the  booming  of  guns,  and 
feel  the  near  and  distant  clarified  atmosphere;  while  one  or  two  of  us, 
I  knew,  had  felt  the  deeper  and  more  fateful  inner  issues  which  concern 
rather  the  souls  of  nations.  We  felt  that  in  the  end  we,  as  a  nation, 
would  be  adjudged  by  divine  ideas  alone — by  God's  own  sense  of  justice 
and  right  in  the  matter — and  not  by  any  democratic  thesis  or  dethroning 
of  kings. 

The  service  hour  was  early,  while  it  was  yet  cool;  before  the  sun 
rose  high.  And  it  may  be,  too,  that  the  earlier  morning  air  is  naturally 
more  rarefied  inwardly;  just  as  in  the  morning's  early  hours  our  hearts 
and  minds  are  said  to  be  more  intuitively  receptive  to  the  higher  and 
diviner  things  of  life.  Our  rector,  I  remember,  once  spoke  of  this, — 
"Father"  Banning,  some  of  us  would  more  intimately  call  him,  although, 
so  far  as  I  know,  it  is  only  a  courtesy,  in  recognition  of  his  corrective 
love  and  care.  His  hair  has  whitened,  but  not  so  much  with  years  as 
by  events  in  his  personal  life,  as  I  had  come  to  know;  and  the  effect 
that  morning  was  heightened  by  the  sheen  white  of  his  surplice  and  of 
the  altar  furnishings  in  the  morning  sunlight,  as  it  streamed  untinted 
through  the  chancel's  opened  windows. 

JM 


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The  "father,"  as  I  prefer  to  call  him,  is  thin  and  ascetic  looking, 
yet  his  figure  is  sinuous  and  erect,  suggestive  of  reserved  vigour.  There 
are  times  when  he  reminds  me  more  of  the  French  soldier-priests, 
fighting  in  the  trenches,  and  of  the  asceticism  of  the  battlefield,  rather 
than  of  solitude  and  the  cloister,  though  signs  of  the  contemplative — 
the  inner  warrior-contemplative — are  not  lacking  in  his  face.  His  earnest 
request  to  us — to  pray — had  in  it  something  of  imperativeness,  almost 
of  command. 

Whenever  the  Church  was  mentioned  there  were  certain  inflections 
in  the  father's  voice,  familiar  to  me  as  expressive  of  inner  awakening 
concern,  as  if,  in  this  soul-searching  hour,  he  were  more  keenly  conscious 
of  the  Church's  inner  and  outer  responsibilities  and  its  vast  opportunity. 
He  had  often  spoken  to  me  of  the  saints  of  the  Roman  Church,  the 
most  notable  amongst  them  and  catholic  in  the  wider  sense,  such  as  St. 
Teresa  of  Jesus,  and  St.  Francis  of  Assisi,  St.  Catherine  of  Siena,  and 
some  of  the  great  saint-scholars  whom  he  sometimes  quoted.  He  said 
the  liberated  spiritual  energies  of  these  were  not  yet  spent,  nor  had 
their  love  and  labours  ceased  to  uplift  us.  By  those  who  would  listen, 
their  voices  might  still  be  heard;  and  we  needed  their  positive  example 
of  forceful  and  virtuous  living  as  never  before.  And,  although  I  am 
only  beginning  to  understand  these  things,  and  to  know  the  father  inti- 
mately, I  am  inclined  to  think  that  some  of  those  thoughts  returned  to 
him  in  that  service  hour. 

This  call  for  special  prayer,  daily  and  in  our  own  homes,  came  after 
a  brief  recital  of  some  of  the  father's  highest  hopes  for  the  Church's 
immediate  future.  It  followed  a  brief  description  of  a  few  re-dedicated 
wayside  shrines  in  France,  which  for  many  years  had  stood  unused  and 
unheeded,  save  to  serve  as  marks  for  German  guns  in  the  first  months 
of  the  war.  As  I  remember,  they  indicate  the  cross-roads,  as  well  as 
where  the  devout  would  be  likely  to  assemble.  When  some  of  our  own 
boys  were  passing  on  their  way  to  the  front,  and  there  was  less  danger 
of  German  shells,  some  little  French  children  were  seen  to  gather  at  one 
of  those  shrines  and  were  overheard  to  pray,  in  words  too  simple  and 
full  of  perfect  faith  for  me  to  repeat,  for  a  blessing  upon  American 
mothers  and  fathers. 

And  in  England,  too,  here  and  there,  where  for  centuries  none  had 
stood,  wayside  shrines  were  at  that  time  springing  up,  as  it  were,  over- 
night. Perchance  some  tired,  though  tenacious  munition  worker  might 
reverently  bare  and  bow  his  head  in  prayer  or  silent  recollection  of  the 
newly  found  Living  Christ,  whom  his  wounded  soldier-shopmates 
declared  they  had  seen  face  to  face  as  they  fought  and  fell.  And  it  was 
commonly  believed  among  both  the  French  and  the  English  that  those 
who  would  never  return,  who  had  made  the  greater  sacrifice,  were  led 
on  by  Him  still  fighting:  on,  past  death's  invisible  front  line  to  their 
part  in  the  Allied  nations'  and  His  own  inner  victory — farther  "West" ! 

Our  boys  were  then  quietly  digging  themselves  in,  preparatory  to 


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our  share  in  the  fighting.  Yet  there  were  no  shrines  on  our  own  road- 
sides, that  the  father  knew  of,  from  whence  we,  too,  might  prayerfully 
aid  them,  except  it  be  in  our  own  hearts. 

Father  Banning's  principal  theme,  however,  was  more  militant  than 
devout,  as  that  word  is  generally  understood.  As  I  listened,  full,  clear, 
and  true  came  that  higher  spiritual  keynote  we  need  so  much  at  this 
time;  that  we  need  at  all  times,  and  just  as  much  in  our  normal  life 
as  when  we  are  fightimg.  But  we  shall  need  it  especially  in  the  work  of 
reconstruction,  immediately  before  us,  if  that  is  to  be  made  the  spiritual 
awakening  which  we,  in  our  rarer  moments  of  war-time  inspiration,  have 
desired  it  to  be,  and  not  the  administrative,  specious  world  dream,  and 
spiritual  lethe,  which  it  is  in  danger  of  becoming!  It  is  for  this  vital 
reason  that  I  am  endeavouring  to  repeat  the  father's  theme,  to  impart 
something  of  its  inner  stimulus  and  teaching,  as  I  now  recall  it,  even 
though  imperfectly,  in  broken  sentences,  and  in  my  own  diction. 

Incidentally,  the  father  in  his^  discourse  likened  the  times  we  are 
living  in  to  some  great  lenten  period,  in  the  early  spring  of  one  of  God's 
greater  years.  As  in  the  lesser,  truly  observed  lent — our  own  periodic 
inner  and  outer  struggle — so  now  was  God  bringing  to  light  and  life 
and  to  instant  action  the  more  potent  and  widespread,  hidden  motives, 
both  high  and  low, — laying  bare  powers  devilish,  and  also  the  loftiest 
of  human  passions.  In  nations  and  men  there  is  taking  place  a  world- 
wide sifting  of  the  wheat  from  the  chaff  in  human  life  and  its  institutions. 
In  the  fullness  of  this  greater  springtime,  as  on  some  great  Easter  Morn 
— men,  too,  would  say  they  had  seen  Him,  that  He  had  walked  and 
talked  with  them  upon  the  way. 

And  he  spoke  of  Him  as  Paul,  the  great  post-lenten  disciple,  would 
have  us  know  Him, — as  soldier,  priest  and  king!  Using  Paul's  simili- 
tudes of  perfection  in  sovereignty  and  holy  orders,  he  spoke  of  Him 
as  after  that  archaic  Order  of  Melchisedec;  kings  of  righteousness  and 
of  peace  beyond  our  present  human  understanding;  royal  priests  of  the 
Most  High,  themselves  the  sacrifice,  immortal,  divine — of  beginningless 
and  endless  life,  like  unto  the  Sons  of  God;  kingly  priests  and  priestly 
kings  of  old,  sacred  and  mysterious  personages  of  which  we  can  learn 
so  little.*  But  beyond  this,  as  the  conqueror  of  the  world's  evil,  He 
was  the  Soldier  Immortal,  the  divine  exemplar  in  Paul's  own  fight. 
"The  Master  and  disciple — soldier,  priest,  and  king,"  slowly  reiterated 
the  father;  "A  divine  fruition  of  their  ideal  human  counterparts  in  our 
midst.  Here  to  remain,  maybe,  in  purer  and  ever  purer  forms,  until  the 
eternal  principles  they  would  symbolize  to  us  shall  have  become  woven 
into  our  common  inner  life  and  being." 

To  elucidate  further  points,  he  used  the  symbol  of  a  fully  armed  and 

*  It  is  recorded,  too,  that  these  kings  of  the  Order  of  Melchisedec  were  the  great  adminis- 
trators of  justice  among  the  Jewish  and  surrounding  Arab  nations  in  Abraham's  time,  presumably 
of  clear-seeing,  never-failing,  neyer-faltering  justice,  as  God  Himself  would  have  it.  They  were 
arbiters  of  the  issues  of  battle  also;  and  from  this  we  might  well  infer  that  they  were  combatants 
themselves  in  righteous  wart 


168         THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

armoured  knight,  in  ceaseless  action.  Our  moral  and  physical  courage 
and  willing  obedience ;  our  well-fulfilled  duties ;  our  faith  and  enthusiasm, 
and  our  inner  endeavours  and  prayers  and  love  for  Him,  in  so  far  as 
these  are  pure  and  virile  and  strong,  may  be  said  to  be  as  a  keen-edged, 
well-tempered  sword  in  His  and  our  hands,  for  our  country's  immediate 
inner  and  outer  defense. 

Moreover,  these — to  follow  our  knightly  symbol  still  closer — were 
a  silent  and  direct  challenge  to  the  remaining  evil  in  our  own  hearts, 
as  to  every  would-be  wrong-doer  in  our  midst,  in  the  tourney  lists  of 
life  within  and  around  us,  as,  conversely,  our  self-seeking  will  and  sin 
were  accumulative  for  our  own  and  our  nation's  moral  and  spiritual 
weakness  and  eternal  defeat.  And  under  one  of  God's  own  laws,  for 
the  safe-guarding  of  His  will  and  purposes,  every  just  war  was  the 
outcome  of  a  similar  inner  challenge,  similarly  given, — perhaps  long 
before,  silently  gathering  in  strength  meanwhile,  till  its  opposer  and  the 
moment  for  decisive  action  came,  when  a  would-be  righteous  nation 
closes  its  visor — and  mobilizes  its  fighting  forces,  munitions  and  men. 

The  father  reminded  us  that  none  could  serve  two  masters,  nor 
serve  simultaneously  under  opposing  generals  in  these  days;  nor  love 
Christ  and  His  enemies  at  the  same  time,  as  some  of  us  were  vainly 
trying  to  do. 

As  that  knightly  spiritual  symbol  grew  more  and  more  luminous  and 
clear  to  me,  the  Master's  life  and  light  and  love  shining  through  it;  I 
knew  it  in  my  heart  to  be  the  radiant  image  of  the  soul.  The  soul  itself 
is  essentially  a  fighter:  this  was  the  great  fact  the  war  had  revealed 
to  us,  the  knowledge  the  German  nether-soul  had  forced  upon  us. 

II. 

Our  church  is  small  and  the  worshippers  were  few  that  morning, 
and  as  I  walked  along  my  thoughts  went  out  to  some  of  them. 

There  were  some  well-to-do  people  amongst  us,  and  by  one  of  those 
seeming  paradoxes  in  life  I  was  attracted  to  and  interested  in  them. 
We  approached  one  another,  and  the  church  door,  from  opposite 
directions,  as  it  were,  from  the  opposite  extremes  of  social  and  material 
life,  yet  the  inner  obstacles  we  had  each  to  overcome  were  akin.  Through 
long,  wearisome  years,  as  I  have  reason  to  know,  some  of  those  people 
had  been  slowly  learning  that  wealth  is,  after  all,  only  an  asset,  a  "talent," 
moral,  spiritual,  or  material,  as  we  make  it,  and  not  a  power  in  itself. 
While,  as  a  poor  man,  it  had  been  as  slowly  and  finely  ground  into  me, 
by  hard-earned  experiences,  that  toil  and  poverty  and  hardships,  and 
heavy  burdens  of  responsibility  are  necessary  to  the  moral  and  spiritual 
redemption  of  the  vast  majority  of  my  class. 

Thus  we  entered  the  church  where,  through  Father  Banning's 
"medieval  notions"  of  daily  prayer  and  religious  exercises,  we  had  begun 
to  find  that  only  in  so  far  as  we  reach  to  the  soul  in  ourselves  can  we 
hope  to  bring  it  to  life  in  others. 

Among  those  of  our  church  is  one  whose  great  wish  is  that  Science, 


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its  tireless  efforts  turned  inwards,  should  discover,  symbolized  in  its 
researches,  the  Way  of  the  Cross :  that  the  scientist  with  eyes  undimmed 
by  self  and  sin,  or  by  nature's  material  false  reflections,  might  see  the 
glorified  human  soul  he  has  so  often  failed  to  extricate  from  his 
laboratories  and  experiments. 

And  there  is  one,  I  know,  whose  heart's  desire  it  is  to  make  new 
designs  for  the  chancel's  stained-glass  windows,  which  shall  typify  the 
vicarious  fighting  from  Mons,  Verdun,  and  the  Marne;  he  would  have 
the  White  Comrade  there,  tending  the  wounded  and  dying,  His  own 
hands  and  feet  and  side  not  yet  healed.  There  should  be  place  also  for 
St.  George,  the  English  St.  Michael,  leading  his  deathless  and  invincible 
angel  hosts,  brigaded  with  the  fighting  souls  of  the  war's  first  dead,  at 
Mons ;  for  Jeanne  d'Arc,  warrior-saint  and  disciple,  battling  now  as  never 
before  for  the  spiritual  sovereignty  of  France,  the  Sacred  Heart  upon 
her  banners;  and  for  humble  Lieutenant  Pericard's  exalted  deed  at  the 
Bois  Brule — "Rise,  ye  dead  men !"  and  the  dead  and  dying  as  they  arose, 
their  souls  aflame  with  the  fire  of  conflict. 

He  would  have  some  representation  of  the  evil  thing,  beast-like  and 
monstrous,  with  which  this  still  unfinished  struggle  has  been  fought; 
and  he  would  include  a  scene  of  crucified  prisoner-soldiers,  silhouetted 
against  a  darkened  sky,  or,  returning  home,  branded  and  maimed  and 
leprosy-infected  at  the  hands  of  dexterous  German  surgeons;  the 
iridescent  inner  spiritual  light  of  these  to  illumine  the  high  altar,  and 
their  blackening  shadows  there  to  stay,  lest  we  as  a  nation  forget,  or 
should  again  look  on  and  wait. 

III. 

But  there  is  also  my  own  post-war  problem :  I  am  a  workman,  and 
my  thoughts  turn  naturally  to  those  whose  daily  lives  and  predilections 
I  share.  As  I  now  look  out  upon  forty  odd  years  of  a  workshop  life, 
not  yet  ended,  I  can  see  more  or  less  clearly  some  of  the  ameliorative 
efforts,  made  during  that  time,  to  redeem  us,  as  a  class.  There  were 
the  developments  from  the  endeavours  of  such  men  as  Maurice  and 
Kingsley,  in  England,  to  smooth  the  working-class  pathway  with  middle- 
class  cultural  refinements,  middle-class  paintings,  poetry,  music,  and 
social  amenities, — all  of  these  of  doubtful  uplifting  value,  inasmuch  as 
none  of  them,  so  far  as  I  could  see,  had  made  any  deep  spiritual  impress 
upon  the  middle-class  itself.  Out  of  those  efforts,  as  my  memory  serves 
me,  sprang  the  university  settlement-houses  and  the  workingmen's 
colleges  of  England's  large  cities, — that  English  working-class  men  and 
women  might  breathe  for  a  brief  evening's  space  the  rarefied  air  of 
Oxford  and  Cambridge  and  other  large  English  universities;  perchance 
that,  as  a  class,  they  might  visibly  rise  thereby  to  higher  spiritual  levels. 
And  I  have  seen  many  such  benignly  intentioned  efforts  come  westward, 
to  be  newly  energized  or  reborn  here  among  our  own  people. 

Yet,  notwithstanding  all  this,  and  the  increasing  political  power  that 
has  been  given  to  us,  it  appears  to  me  that,  as  a  class,  we  should  have 


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been  little  further  advanced,  spiritually,  but  for  the  recent  stirrings  of 
inner  life  that  the  war  has  brought  to  some  of  us.  Nay,  more,  where 
the  lines  of  class  demarcation  and  cleavage  have  not  for  the  time  been 
swept  away  by  the  war's  common  demands,  they  have  become  more 
visible  and  sharply  defined ;  while  the  two  hemispheres  are  seething  with 
working-class  discontent,  and  Society  is  being  stealthily  undermined  with 
Bolshevism,  as  the  war's  aftermath.  In  Europe,  particularly,  the  working 
people's  idea  would  seem  to  be  either  to  absorb  the  upper  classes  in  a 
grotesque  attempt  to  deprive  them  of  their  legitimate  functions  and  to 
copy  their  vices ;  or,  as  "self-determinedly"  to  destroy  them,  and  to  leave 
no  trace,  except  the  wreckage,  as  witness  to  the  crime. 

In  our  own  country,  when  the  exigencies  of  the  war  were  forcing 
men  of  all  classes  to  assume  many  new  political  and  personal,  moral  and 
spiritual  responsibilities, — the  head  of  the  great  Steel  Corporation,  in 
discussing  the  modern  labour  movement,  declared  that  by  the  outwardly 
levelling  process  now  in  progress — "call  it  socialism,  social  revolution, 
bolshevism,  what  you  will,  .  .  .  the  workman  without  property  who 
labours  with  his  hands  is  going  to  be  the  man  who  will  dominate  the 
world."  As  a  government  high  official,  moreover,  at  that  crucial  time, 
he,  seemingly,  sought  to  placate  this  ruling  power-to-be,  by  going  from 
shipyard  to  shipyard  morally  cudgelling  and  coaxing  the  men  to  greater 
efforts,  to  realization  of  the  country's  war  needs;  and,  by  smoothly 
spoken  words,  to  appease,  if  possible,  the  leading  few  whose  avowed 
aim  was  permanently  to  force  up  wages  by  inducing  the  workers  to 
"go  slow"  while  this  propitious,  war-created  opportunity  lasted. 

The  president  of  the  American  Federation  of  Labor  has  himself 
since  openly  declared  for  world-government  by  the  combined  forces  of 
internationally  organized  labour,  as  we  now  know  them.  While  some 
time  previous  to  this,  as  if  to  show,  perhaps,  the  ethical  foundations  upon 
which  it  is  intended  that  labour  should  build,  a  less  known  political 
labour  leader,  who  was  chosen  by  our  Federal  Government  to  handle 
labour  and  capital  disputes  for  the  period  of  the  war,  addressed  the 
following  words  to  a  wildly  applauding  audience  of  delegated  representa- 
tives of  iron-ship  building  trades'  workers : 

"It  is  not  a  mere  question  of  being  behind  President  Wilson.  .  .  .  The 
question  is,  are  you  behind  yourself?  We  took  advantage  of  the  situation 
abroad,  .  .  .  (and)  before  war  was  declared  by  the  United  States  we  saw 
to  it  that  organized  labour  was  going  to  get  proper  recognition,  and  that  con- 
ditions of  employment  and  standards  of  living  would  not  be  interfered 
with.  .  .  .  Nothing  can  be  done,  unless  we  are  consulted  and  practically 
give  our  consent  to  it.  ...  You  have  the  ship-building.  And  we  are  not 
talking  about  getting  a  penny  an  hour  now.  .  .  .  We  are  striking  for  dollars. 
We  have  forgot  that  there  is  such  a  thing  on  the  market  as  a  penny  any 
more.  ...  All  are  asking  for  dollars, — two  dollars  a  day  increase,  three 
dollars  a  day  increase.  We  are  just  coming  together  and  going  to  get  dollars 
now  instead  of  pennies.  ...  I  want  you  to  get  that  into  your  heads.  For  the 
first  time  in  the  history  of  the  United  States  Government,  .  .  .  Uncle  Sam 
is  paying  the  expenses  of  union  committees  to  come  to  Washington  to  meet 


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the  employers.  Isn't  that  a  pretty  good  union  agreement?  That  is  only  the 
beginning.  I  hope  the  convention  here  will  get  in  their  minds  that  beautiful 
thought  of  more.  Place  your  officers  in  a  position  to  go  out  and  demand.  .  .  . 
And  in  this  crisis,  instead  of  our  power  being  lessened,  we  will  come  out  after 
the  war  is  over  bigger  and  greater  than  we  ever  were  before." 

This  abandoned  appeal  to  class  selfishness  was  made  in  the  fourth 
year  of  the  war,— on  the  eve  of  its  decisive  battles,  when  our  troops 
were  hurriedly  embarking  for  the  front  in  British  ships!  For  aught 
these  men  knew,  and  seemingly  cared,  they  would  have  sacrificed  their 
own  sons,  if  not  the  country,  to  add  a  digit  to  their  paychecks,  or  for  a 
few  hours'  less  work  a  week. 

Some  have  even  dared  to  suggest  that  the  Church  cast  aside  its 
"mysteries,"  which  they  evidently  do  not  understand,  and  prostitute  its 
potentially  divine  energies  in  an  alliance  with  organized  labour;  that 
labour  might  gain  thereby  some  few  outer  benefits,  earned  or  unearned, 
merited  or  unmerited,  that  it  may  desire.  Absurd  as  this  proposition 
may  seem  to  some,  it  is  to  me  by  no  means  impossible  that  organized 
labour,  with  its  purely  selfish  and  material  aims,  may  seek  to  live  and 
thrive,  vampire-like,  on  the  Church's  spiritual  vitality.  If  conjoined, 
their  energies  might  give  abortive  birth  to  some  of  those  wildly  inchoate 
"Christian"  socialistic  schemes  of  an  industrial,  earthly  paradise,  familiar 
to  us  by  many  names, — possibly  to  yield  a  harvest  of  more  or  less 
violence  as  the  promised  richer  results  from  these  are  not  forthcoming. 
For  spiritual  nemesis  follows  swiftly  its  causes  in  these  days,  as  we 
may  have  seen. 

What  of  the  so-called  Christian  Labor  Guilds  of  Germany? — 
founded  at  the  express  request  of  the  Kaiser,  some  twenty  odd  years 
before  the  war  ?  These  church  and  labour  unions  comprise  both  Catholics 
and  Protestants,  and  were  formerly  intended,  not  so  much  to  give  sanctity 
or  lower-class  religious  feeling  to  the  world-Germanizing  movement,  as 
to  prepare  the  German  working  people  themselves  for  their  necessary 
and  due  part  in  the  plan,  as  subsequent  events  have  shown  to  be  the  case. 

In  accordance  with  the  well  known  character  of  Vatican  traditions, 
the  inner  and  actively  perverted  side  to  these  was,  evidently,  either 
secretly  endorsed  or  silently  consented  to  by  Rome  until  1912,  when  their 
conduct  and  continued  existence,  as  a  recognized  part  of  the  Roman 
Church,  were  placed  before  Pope  Pius  X.  He  advised,  in  the  Singulari 
quadam,  September  24th  of  that  year,  that  they  be  "tolerated,"  and 
allowed,  so  far  as  their  Catholic  members  were  concerned,  to  remain 
under  diocesan  rule,  side  by  side  with  other  and  purely  Roman  Catholic 
church  and  labour  organizations,  formed  later,  to  avoid,  if  possible,  the 
incessant  personal  strife,  hitherto  engendered.  Neither  the  Vatican  nor 
the  German  Emperor,  nor  the  German  people,  were  disappointed  in  their 
common  protege,  or  in  the  help  and  promise  those  guilds  gave  to  Ger- 
many's still  unrelinquished  attempt  at  world-wide  spiritual  destruction. 

The  clerically  sponsored  labour  unions  of  Germany,  with  their 
representatives  in  the  Reichstag,  have  almost  from  their  birth  fought 


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the  purer  forms  of  Catholicism  and  protestantism,  and  have  compounded 
with  the  socialist  to  incite  and  carry  on  German  interclass  warfare ;  they 
have  stood,  openly  or  secretly,  back  of  the  Vatican  and  of  Prussian 
intrigues  for  world-conquest  and  temporal  power,  and  have  been  as 
solidly  behind  the  German  armies  of  occupation,  with  their  murdering, 
pillaging,  and  outraging.  A  glimpse  of  this  may  be  obtained  from  Pan- 
Germanism  versus  Christendom,  by  Rene  Johannes.  Andre  Cheradame, 
in  his  The  Essentials  of  Enduring  Peace,  also  mentions  that  one  of  these 
guilds,  a  few  weeks  before  the  armistice,  called  for  the  retention  of  the 
stolen  coal-fields  of  Longwy-Briey.  With  such  things  as  these  in  mind, 
I  have  sometimes  wondered  what  part  Luther's  had  been  in  Germany's 
downfall, — what  the  effect  of  his  violent  political  councils,  and  his 
pulpit-advocacy  of  libertinism,  along  with  his  broken  Augustinian  vows ! 
Whenever  such  church  and  labour  alliances  as  the  above  are  advo- 
cated, we  should  be  wise  to  remember  how  it  was  when  the  Master 
himself  worked  outwardly  among  men.  There  was  the  multitude, — the 
common  people  who  in  the  beginning  heard  him  gladly,  whose  sick  he 
healed,  whose  dead  he  raised  to  life — whom  he  loved.  Was  it  not  they 
who  became  incensed  when  he  would  no  longer  miraculously  feed  them, 
and  refused  either  to  help  them  to  political  power  or  to  free  them  from 
Caesar's  yoke,  by  becoming  their  constitutional  king?  And  was  it  not 
they  who  at  the  Passover  Festival — their  yearly  thanksgiving  for  deliver- 
ance from  Egyptian  fetters — were  stirred  to  final  and  overwhelming 
reaction  by  their  leaders,  and  cried  "crucify  him"?  The  divine  life- 
energies  he  had  so  abundantly  and  continuously  poured  out  upon  them 
were  in  the  end,  almost  in  an  instant,  turned  against  him.  And  so  it 
would  inevitably  be  as  between  the  Church  and  the  labouring  class,  were 
they  to  enter  into  such  a  compact  as  here  described. 

IV. 

"And  how  would  you  have  us  regard  labour,  my  son?"  said  Father 
Banning  to  me,  after  listening  patiently  to  some  of  the  opinions  I  have 
expressed  above. 

"Just  the  same  as  you  would  any  other  individual,  Father !"  I  replied 
"We  may  have  the  whole  social,  industrial,  political  and  economic 
structure  remodelled  to  suit  our  requirements;  may  have  every  aesthetic 
and  emotional  want  satisfied,  but  I  have  yet  to  see  that  this  would 
necessarily  raise  us  morally,  or  bring  us  any  nearer  to  Christ  and  the 
inner  world, — as  so  many  preachers  and  would-be  uplifters  seem  to 
imply.  In  the  absence  of  any  more  marked  signs  of  repentance  than 
we,  as  a  class,  now  show,  I  do  not  see  how  satisfying  all  our  demands 
will  change  us  inwardly.  Neither  do  I  see  that  it  can  free  us  from  the 
direct  consequences  of  the  industrial  sins  we  continue,  wilfully  or 
unknowingly,  to  commit  in  common  life  together,  and  which  must  be 
atoned  for  at  some  time  in  our  common  workaday  life.  No  outwardly 
ameliorative  measure,  no  change  in  state  organization  and  law,  can  ever 


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exempt  us  from  those  penalties,  it  seems  to  me,  any  more  than  we  can 
be  absolved,  by  a  word,  from  the  sins  we,  as  individuals,  daily  and  hourly 
fall  into;  and  which,  you  know,  are  only  wiped  out  by  suffering — our 
own  and  our  Master's. 

"I  hardly  need  to  remind  you  that  the  mistake,  as  I  see  it,  is  not 
in  seeking  to  safeguard  our  worldly  interests,  nor  in  caring  for  our 
mental  and  emotional  health  and  physical  well-being.  No,  it  lies  in 
working  so  exclusively  for  these,  thinking  thereby  to  supply  our  inner 
needs,  or  that  it  would  by  chance  lead  us  up  to  something  ethically  higher 
and  finer  in  life,  if  not  to  our  moral  and  spiritual  regeneration. 

"Our  present-time  mood,  resentful  of  moral  restraint  the  world  over, 
and  our  self-assertive  tendencies  to  revolt  more  or  less  aimlessly  and 
with  sinister  purpose,  regardless  of  others,  should  make  this  mistake 
perfectly  clear.  Even  the  German  industrial  workers,  you  will  remember, 
were  reputed  to  be  amongst  the  best  educated  and  best  cared-for  working 
people  in  all  Europe : — with  what  spiritual  result  we  may  see  by  following 
their  trail  through  Belgium  and  France. 

"There  are  some  God-given  industrial  laws  as  inexorable  and 
exacting  as  that  of  supply  and  demand,  and  as  soul-saving,  in  a  way,  as 
any  of  those  which  seem  to  us  to  apply  only  to  the  things  of  our  immortal 
life.  So  long  as  these  are  disobeyed,  any  social,  economic,  and  political 
defenses  we  may  attempt  to  put  around  ourselves  will,  in  time,  be 
demolished. 

"We  need  a  more  spiritual  motive-force  in  our  common  working 
life.  On  the  employers'  side  some  higher  and  nobler  impulse  than  greed 
of  gain,  or  mere  love  of  business  strategy  and  money-making  tactics 
for  their  own  sakes, — something  industrially  akin  to  the  old  spirit  of 
noblesse  oblige.  And  for  ourselves  we  need  a  more  redeeming  incentive 
than  feeling  compelled  to  work  for  a  living,  while  envying  the  rich,  and 
ambitious  to  become  one  of  them,  but  lacking  the  ability.  We  need  to 
put  out  more  self-regenerative  effort  and  honest  work — to  feel  and  to 
live  up  more  to  our  class  responsibilities,  obligations,  and  duty — on 
both  sides. 

"We  have  heard  much  of  the  self-seeking  and  useless  lives  of  the 
upper  classes,  and  almost  every  sin  possible  to  an  employer  has  been 
made  known  to  us  by  publicists  in  the  past  twenty  or  thirty  years.  It 
has  yet  to  be  as  commonly  and  clearly  recognized  by  those  who  really 
wish  to  help  us,  that  employer  and  workman  are  pretty  much  alike  at 
heart;  that,  when  we  are  put  to  the  moral  test,  there  is  little  to  choose 
between  us;  that,  as  many  of  us  have  learned  by  experience,  the  small 
employer,  who  has  risen  from  our  own  ranks,  is  usually  the  very  worst 
man  for  whom  to  work. 

"To  put  our  own  case  in  its  most  favorable  light,  making  the  most 
of  the  burdens  that  selfish  and  unscrupulous  employers  and  financiers 
have  put  upon  us, — the  fact  remains  that  for  material  services,  for  the 
most  part  sparingly,  listlessly,  and  often  sullenly  rendered,  we  have 


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constantly  demanded,  as  a  class,  the  spiritual  reward  of  lasting  liberty 
and  happiness ;  whereas  our  right  to  these  can  only  come  to  us,  like  our 
wages,  as  we  earn  them.  That  we  reap  what  we  sow  is  my  belief,  as 
it  is  yours,  Father,"  I  continued. 

"But  our  great  need  is  to  live  cleaner  lives  on  both  sides.  By  far 
the  most  enslaving  force  we  meet  is  one  seldom  recognized  by  social 
reformers, — it  is  that  morally  fetid  air,  the  by-product  of  our  personal 
lives,  which  hangs  like  a  malarial  vapour  about  most  workshops, 
factories,  and  offices.  Intangible  as  it  is,  it  is  made  almost  visible  by 
the  degenerate  anecdotes,  similes  and  innuendoes  in  common  use. 

"Wherever  you  find  spiritual  life  springing  up  amongst  us,  life 
which  is  industrially  self-redemptive,  spontaneously  generous  and  for- 
giving, honest  and  clean,  you  will  see  very  little  of  this  coming  from  any 
extraneous  efforts  on  our  behalf,  and  little  indeed,  even,  from  evangelistic 
work  among  us.  You  will  see  it  mostly  as  the  fruits  of  pain  and  sorrow, 
sacrifice  and  suffering,  poverty  and  increasing  burdens  of  duty  and 
responsibility  in  our  private  and  common  lives.  However  we  may  put 
our  feelings  into  words,  in  our  hearts  we  know  industry  to  be  a  form 
of  devotion,  the  companion  of  religion  in  common  life.  Dimly,  and  in 
our  various  ways,  we  see  industry  as  evidencing  the  human  soul 
struggling  upward  by  self-devised  efforts,  through  divinely  imposed 
tasks,  to  free  itself;  and  it  is,  therefore,  divinely  ordained — a  necessary 
part  in  the  Master's  great  plan  for  the  western  world. 

"Here,  almost  in  a  word,  is  the  Church's  task,  the  Church  labour 
problem — to  make  of  modern  industry  the  companion  of  religion  in 
modern  life.  Can  such  an  end  be  furthered  by  those  misleading  emotional 
sympathies  and  religio-economic  utterances  which  come  from  many 
pulpits?  No,  these  have  but  helped  to  enervate  us  spiritually,  morally, 
and  physically, — have  fed  our  vanity  and  self-importance,  and  hastened 
us  to  the  point  where  we  are  now  practically  demanding  to  be  given  the 
world's  balance  of  power.  These  have  been  to  us  as  a  stone,  given 
instead  of  the  bread  of  inner  life  for  which  some  of  us  are  hungering. 
Have  they  not  been  even  as  a  poison  in  the  communion  cup  that  has 
been  handed  to  us? 

"Our  real  and  most  pressing  need  is  for  moral  and  spiritual 
instruction  and  guidance.  We  need  the  moral  and  spiritual  daily  food 
which  we  can  assimilate,  both  as  individuals  and  as  a  class;  which  it  is 
the  function  of  the  Church  to  supply;  and  which  will  nourish  our 
impoverished,  underfed,  moral  and  spiritual  systems. 

"There  is  an  industrial  way  of  the  cross, — this  I  know.  And  maybe 
He,  become  divine  workman  for  our  sakes,  has  trodden  and  knows  every 
inch  of  its  path;  but  it  does  not  begin  and  end  at  the  factory  door. 

"Behind  the  crucified  form,  as  you  know,  in  a  blaze  of  inner  light 
stands  the  Master  Himself,  living  and  accessible.  You  are  His  servitor, 
Father,  here  as  in  other  spiritual  matters,  if  I  may  presume  to  say  so. 
And  where  we,  with  our  limitations,  cannot  reach  up  to  Him  directly, 
you  must  be  as  the  link  in  that  living  vicarious  chain  of  saints  and 
preceptors  that  bind  us  to  Him."  LABOURING  LAYMAN. 


STUDENTS'  SCRAP  BOOK 


THE  MISSING  LINK 

IN  The  Secret  Doctrine,  written  in  the  years  following  1885,  and 
published  in  1888-89,  it  is  very  positively  stated  that  no  missing 
link  between  man  and  the  anthropoid  apes  will  ever  be  discovered, 

because  no  such  link  has  ever  existed.  (The  Secret  Doctrine,  Vol. 
II.,  page  200;  1893  edition.) 

In  the  intervening  thirty  years  abundant  relics  of  prehistoric  man 
have  been  added  to  those  known  when  The  Secret  Doctrine  was  pub- 
lished; of  these  relics,  two  groups  have  been  hailed  as  genuine  "missing 
links"  between  the  anthropoid  apes  and  homo  sapiens,  intelligent  man. 

The  first  of  these  groups  of  bones  was  found  in  1891,  within  a 
few  months  of  Mme.  H.  P.  Blavatsky's  death,  near  the  native  hamlet 
of  Trinil,  on  the  left  bank  of  the  Bengawan  River,  in  central  Java. 
The  relics  consisted  of  a  part  of  a  skull  and  two  teeth.  The  skull 
appears  to  have  been  low  and  depressed,  with  strong  supraciliary  ridges. 
The  teeth  are  very  large.  A  year  later,  in  1892,  a  femur  or  thigh  bone 
was  discovered  by  the  same  explorer,  Dr.  Eugene  Dubois,  of  the  Dutch 
army  medical  service,  at  a  spot  fifty  feet  away  from  the  site  of  the 
first  find.  Dr.  Dubois  leaped  to  the  conclusion  that  femur  and  skull 
belonged  to  the  same  individual.  On  the  strength  of  the  depressed 
skull,  he  called  the  newly  discovered  creature  Pithecanthropus,  or  "ape- 
man";  on  the  strength  of  the  thigh  bone,  which  appears  to  be  distinctly 
human,  he  added  the  specific  name  Erectus,  "standing  upright." 

In  his  Prehistoric  Man,  1915,  Professor  J.  F.  Scott  Elliot  records, 
concerning  Pithecanthropus  Erectus,  one  of  those  instances  of  harmony 
among  men  of  science  which  rejoiced  the  heart  of  the  author  of  The 
Secret  Doctrine:  "The  skull  is  considered  a  human  skull  by  six  of  these 
celebrated  authorities,  who  are,  for  the  most  part,  English.  It  is  thought 
to  be  a  missing  link,  that  is  intermediate,  by  eight,  mostly  French;  it  is 
considered  an  ape's  skull  by  six  others,  who  are  mostly  German.  Only 
one  authority  makes  the  femur  that  of  an  ape,  thirteen  consider  it 
human,  and  six  make  it  out  intermediate."  With  unconscious  humor 
Professor  Scott  Elliot  says  that  these  authorities  are  "all  scientists  whose 
opinion  would  be  taken  as  final  in  any  ordinary  dispute." 

In  the  autumn  of  1911,  at  Piltdown,  near  Fletching,  in  Sussex, 
England,  Mr.  Charles  Dawson  found  parts  of  a  skull,  for  which  also  has 
been  claimed  the  title  of  missing  link.  The  right  half  of  a  lower  jaw 
was  later  discovered  in  the  same  bed  of  gravel.  As  in  the  case  of 
Pithecanthropus  Erectus,  Mr.  Dawson  at  once  leaped  to  the  conclusion 
that  the  skull  and  the  jaw  had  belonged  to  the  same  individual,  of  a 
new,  pre-human  species,  for  which  was  invented  the  name  Eoanthropus, 


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"Man  of  the  Dawn."  And,  since  the  jaw  had  characteristics  resembling 
those  of  certain  apes,  while  the  skull  was  distinctly  human,  it  was 
proclaimed  that  a  new  missing  link  had  been  found  between  the  apes 
and  man;  and  reconstructions  of  this  ape-man,  or,  as  Dr.  Arthur  Keith 
appears  to  think,  ape-woman,  have  made  their  appearance  in  the 
museums. 

It  is  interesting  to  find  the  same  variety  of  opinion  concerning 
Eoanthropus  as  has  already  been  illustrated  in  the  case  of  Pithec- 
anthropus. On  page  388  of  Dr.  Keith's  Antiquity  of  Man  are  two 
reconstructions  of  the  parts  of  the  skull  alone  (without  the  jaw),  one 
by  Dr.  Keith,  the  other  by  Dr.  Smith  Woodward,  which  suggest  two 
widely  different  races,  not  merely  two  distinct  individuals. 

But  the  point  of  vital  interest  about  the  supposed  Eoanthropus  is 
this :  Mr.  Gerrit  S.  Miller,  Jr.,  of  the  Smithsonian  Institution,  at 
Washington,  has  published,  in  1915  and  1918,  two  exceedingly  able 
monographs,  very  lucid,  though  of  necessity  extremely  technical,  which 
appear  to  prove  that  Eoanthropus  is  a  myth,  for  the  very  simple  reason 
that  the  skull  is  the  skull  of  a  human  being,  while  the  jaw  is  the  jaw 
of  a  prehistoric  chimpanzee,  overwhelmed,  perhaps,  in  the  same  flood. 
So  strong  is  Mr.  Miller's  case  that,  on  the  strength  of  the  jaw,  he  has 
not  hesitated  to  establish  an  early  species  of  chimpanzee,  which  he  calls 
Pan  Vetus,  Pan  being  the  generic  name  of  the  chimpanzee,  while  vetus 
means  simply  "old." 

An  equally  distinguished  member  of  the  Smithsonian  staff,  who  has 
published  many  closely  reasoned  monographs  on  mammals,  and  has  done 
excellent  specialist  work  on  the  bones  of  the  skull,  confidently  assured 
the  writer  of  this  study  that  "Pithecanthropus  was  nothing  but  a  gigantic 
Gibbon,"  that  is,  an  ape,  pure  and  simple,  with  no  human  traits  whatever, 
and  therefore  in  no  sense  a  "missing  link." 

It  would  seem,  then,  that  neither  Pithecanthropus  nor  Eoanthropus 
has  any  claim  whatever  to  that  title,  and  that  the  categorical  statement 
in  The  Secret  Doctrine  has  in  no  way  been  impugned. 

C.  J. 


ABOUT   WOMEN 

During  the  Red  Cross  "drive"  in  New  York,  many  thousands  of 
young  girls  served  as  collectors.  They  accosted  men  on  the  streets  and 
asked  them  for  money.  They  entered  hotel  lobbies  and  cafes,  soliciting 
contributions.  The  writer  saw  one  of  them,  unattended,  enter  for  the 
same  purpose  a  saloon  in  one  of  the  less  reputable  neighborhoods  of  the 
city.  These  young  girls  were  dressed  in  Red  Cross  garb.  Occasionally 
they  worked  in  pairs.  But  shall  we  be  understood  if  we  say  that  a 
day's  work  of  that  kind  deprives  a  girl  of  something  which — if  she  had 
not  lost  it  previously — would  have  been  one  of  her  chief  attractions 


STUDENTS'   SCRAP   BOOK  177 

among  men  ?  Such  an  experience  tends  to  make  her  bold,  to  toughen 
her.  Men  whom  the  fire  of  this  war  will  purify,  will  not  like  bold, 
tough  girls.  A  girl  who  has  lost  even  a  fraction  of  her  modesty  is  to  that 
extent  less  charming. 

We  read  not  long  ago  of  a  French  girl,  supposed  (alas !)  to  be  of  the 
same  descent  as  Jeanne  d'Arc,  and  who  was  encountered  by  an  American 
war  correspondent  driving  an  ambulance  near  the  front.  She  wore 
trousers.  She  was  smoking  a  big,  black  cigar.  She  crossed  her  legs. 
She  had  proved  herself  very  efficient,  very  courageous.  But  a  woman 
had  been  lost  to  the  world,  and — it  is  not  fair  to  the  men. 

Jeanne  d'Arc  was  not  like  that.  She  was  a  saint.  She  was  modesty 
itself.  And  it  is  only  saints  who  can  do  the  work  of  men  without  losing 
their  femininity.  Ordinary  women  lose  whatever  they  had  to  start  with, 
which  in  some  cases  is  so  little  that  the  loss  may  not  be  noticeable. 
Perhaps  in  that  case  it  matters  less,  though  it  might  be  argued  that  it 
matters  more.  In  any  event,  saintliness  of  motive  and  of  manner  will 
protect  a  woman  from  almost  anything.  But  her  saintliness  must  be 
consistent.  It  must  increase  as  the  result  of  every  experience.  It  must 
grow  the  greater  as  she  grows  older.  And  how  many  real  saints,  such 
as  that,  are  there  in  the  world! 

There  are  not  men  enough  to  do  the  work,  it  may  be  urged.  Our 
reply  is:  there  are  men  enough.  For  we  do  not  suggest  that  women 
should  do  no  manual  labour.  The  work  those  girls  were  doing  for  the 
Red  Cross  was  not  manual.  And  if,  as  the  result  of  their  absence  from 
the  streets,  the  Red  Cross  had  raised  some  twenty  million  dollars  less 
than  it  did  raise, — what  of  it?  The  total  asked  for  v/as  greatly  over- 
subscribed. If  more  be  needed  later,  it  can  and  will  be  raised.  The 
work  of  those  girls  was  not  needed.  Nor  do  we  believe  that  the  work 
of  women  ever  is  needed  when  it  is  harmful.  The  universe  is  not 
governed  that  way.  Granting  that  it  is  a  woman's  duty  to  do  something, 
the  doing  of  it  is  intended  to  ennoble  and  not  to  toughen  her.  Good 
women  should  not  allow  themselves  to  be  stampeded  into  doing  things 
against  which  their  own  instinct  rebels,  and,  for  the  sake  of  their  own 
sons  and  brothers,  if  not  for  the  sake  of  womanhood  in  general,  they 
ought  not  to  countenance  conduct  in  other  women  which  detracts  from 
modesty  and  which  tends,  in  the  end,  to  cheapen  womanhood  in  the  eyes 
of  men. 


GERMANY 

The  following  is  an  extract  from  a  letter  written  by  a  British  officer 
who  was  a  prisoner  in  Germany  for  three  and  a  half  years  and  who 
was  then  in  Holland,  having  been  "exchanged"  for  some  German  officer 
captured  by  the  British. 

In  his  first  letter  he  said :  "From  the  moment  we  crossed  the  frontier, 

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we  were  treated  with  the  greatest  kindness  by  everyone,  the  first  kind- 
ness anyone  had  shown  us  in  three  and  a  half  years." 

Our  correspondent  adds : — "He  writes  with  restraint,  but  the  deepest 
bitterness  of  the  Germans'  treatment  of  our  unfortunate  prisoners,  as 
he  says  there  is  no  such  thing  as  a  decent  German ;  they  are  an  utterly 
uncivilized  and  barbarian  nation,  without  an  idea  of  truth  and  honour, 
and  their  word  can  never  be  trusted.  No  one  knows  them  better  than 
the  prisoners,  who  have  suffered  so  long  and  so  terribly  at  their  hands, 
and  their  testimony  against  the  German  nation  is  a  terrible  one." 


ROYALTY 

One  of  the  more  conservative  New  York  newspapers,  commenting 
on  the  reception  of  the  Prince  of  Wales  in  Canada,  reminds  us  that 
"the  attendants  of  a  queen  bee  bow  and  scrape  as  they  retire  from  her 
presence,  crawling  backward."  In  that  case,  the  newspaper  adds,  there 
is  excuse  for  homage,  because  the  queen  bee  is  the  mother  of  all  the 
hive;  but  for  mankind  there  is  no  excuse.  Consequently,  "homage  to 
royalty  is  not  so  much  super-human  as  infra-apian." 

As  usual,  the  man  who  writes  reveals  himself,  and  no  more.  The 
man  who  wrote  that  is  a  materialist.  To  a  student  of  Theosophy, 
physical  things  are  symbols  of  spiritual  realities :  more  than  that,  they 
are  the  embodiment,  though  perhaps  the  very  imperfect  embodiment, 
of  those  realities.  Ideally  speaking,  every  word  or  act  of  man  should 
be  a  sacrament,  that  is  to  say,  "an  outward  and  visible  sign  of  an  inward 
and  spiritual  grace."  Failure  to  recognize  that  as  the  ideal,  and  failure, 
therefore,  to  try  to  live  up  to  it,  results  in  sacrilege.  Thus,  marriage, 
which  ought  to  be  a  sacrament,  is  in  the  vast  majority  of  cases  a  sacrilege 
of  the  worst  kind. 

The  student  of  Theosophy  sees  in  royalty  the  reminder  of  that 
which  used  to  be,  and  the  promise  of  that  which  is  to  come, — namely, 
the  reign  of  the  Adept  Kings,  of  those  great  beings  who  combine  the 
dual  function  of  Priest-Initiate  and  Ruler  of  men.  He  sees  in  royalty, 
therefore,  the  symbol,  the  promise,  of  his  most  passionate  desire.  But 
he  sees  more  than  that :  he  sees  an  expression  in  this  world  of  the 
hierarchy  of  the  Lodge;  he  sees  "an  outward  and  visible  sign  of  an 
inward  and  spiritual  grace"  actually  bestowed  on  those  who  lawfully 
occupy  thrones,  by  and  through  their  birth  in  the  first  place,  and,  in 
the  second  place,  as  a  result  of  their  sacramental  consecration. 

Talleyrand,  while  still  a  Bishop,  and  about  to  celebrate  Mass, 
appealed  to  a  friend  who  was  to  be  present,  not  to  make  him  laugh.  But 
though  a  sceptical  mocking  priest,  or  a  dissipated  priest,  is  horrible, 
nothing  can  be  more  repellant  than  royalty  which  prostitutes  itself  and 
turns  sacrament  into  sacrilege.  A. — Z. 


ALSACE  AND  LORRAINE 


PART  III 

SECTION  III 

FRANCE 

THE  spirit  of  a  man — his  soul,  his  enduring  personality — is  not 
to  be  discovered  merely  by  the  minute  classification  of  his  actions, 
thoughts,  and  feelings.     These  outer  things  are  of  the  earth, 
earthy.     Viewed  from  the  inner  world  of  permanent  realities, 
they  are  at  best  stained,  cramped,  and  distorted,  because  immersed  in  the 
crude  materiality  of  an  external,  unspiritual  medium.    The  spiritual  man, 
— the  Heavenly  Man  of  St.  Paul — is  the  essence  of  these  outer  manifesta- 
tions of  life  and  force, — that  alone  which  has  an  element  of  immortality 
in  them,  that  alone  which,  through  them,  obeys  the  fundamental  laws  of 
spiritual  well-being.    All  else  belongs  to  earth,  and  perishes  when  its  cycle 
of  existence  ends. 

The  true  individuality  is  the  complete  embodiment  of  a  single  purpose. 
The  greatest  men  in  history  were  those  who  stood  for  a  certain  principle, 
who  worked  towards  a  definite  goal.  It  was  that  Cause  to  which  they 
had  dedicated  their  lives  and  which  gave  them  a  sure  footing  in  the  things 
of  immortality,  which  has  made  them  live  for  us  long  after  the  personality 
could  survive.  Great  statesmen,  great  poets,  great  soldiers,  and  great 
saints  who  sometimes  combined  many  of  these  functions,  all  flung  ordinary 
life  away,  and  raised  themselves  into  an  individual  power  able  to  identify 
itself  with,  and  express,  the  nobler  forces  of  life.  So  they  have  led  the 
mass  of  humanity  into  the  world's  religions,  they  have  saved  oppressed 
peoples  or  destroyed  tyrannies,  they  have  founded  religious  orders,  or 
created  great  works  of  art.  And  the  thing  in  them  which  is  imperishable 
is  that  which  through  all  time  endures,  to  inspire,  to  ennoble,  to  stimulate, 
to  purify. 

Properly  to  read  history,  properly  to  discover  that  which  lies  back  of 
outer  events  and  which  reveals  the  purpose  alike  of  individuals,  or  of 
societies,  or  of  nations,  one  must  be  able  to  span  more  than  the  life  of  a 
single  man,  or  of  a  dynasty,  or  even  the  comprehensive  annals  of  a  nation 
or  a  race.  History  will  only  be  read  aright  when  its  unity  lies  revealed, 
when  the  eras  and  epochs  fall  into  place  as  epi-cycles  of  the  great  days 
of  God — which  are  as  a  thousand  years,  or  as  a  day. 

Thus,  to  understand  France  one  must  look  within  and  behind  the 
mass  of  historic  detail.  Outer  events  are  symbols,  and  too  often  distorted, 
cryptic  symbols,  which  veil  the  inner  reality.  To  appreciate  France  one 
must  read  in  terms  of  the  larger  life  of  the  soul,  in  terms  of  epochs  and 
cycles,  in  terms  of  national  life  and  consciousness,  rather  than  in  terms 

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180          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

of  single  centuries,  or  even  single  lives.  True  it  is  that  France  is  pecu- 
liarly rich  in  single  lives,  men  and  women  who  gave  to  France  all  that 
they  were,  and  in  turn  embodied  and  expressed  the  purpose  for  which 
France — as  an  individual  among  nations — must  herself  be.  But  the  true 
France  is  a  larger  and  a  nobler  individuality  than  any  one  of  her  saints  or 
kings,  than  any  dynasty,  or  art,  or  literature,  or  historic  event  whatsoever. 

The  fabric  of  French  national  culture  is  woven  of  all  these  things, 
and  something  more.  Out  of  the  multifarious  experiences  of  daily  life, 
a  man  gradually  evolves  that  self-conscious  spiritual  entity  called  by  some 
the  soul,  by  others  the  spirit  in  man,  the  Christ.  And  France,  through 
her  long  past,  has  given  birth  to  her  own  soul,  her  national  spirit,  her 
conscious  and  immortal  Ego. 

Because  she  has  a  soul,  is  a  soul,  her  sons  and  daughters  are  over- 
shadowed by  the  sense  of  her  presence ;  they  feel  instinct  within  them  the 
purpose  of  their  existence ;  they  sense  their  immortality,  their  youth,  their 
vitality ;  they  reach  out  after  the  beautiful  in  art,  after  truth  in  literature, 
after  perfection  in  daily  life.  France  to-day,  and  for  decades  of  centuries, 
has  not  been  merely  a  fortuitous  conglomerate  of  stranger  peoples,  met 
together  for  shelter  from  the  storms  of  war,  for  personal  power,  or  for 
mutual  commercial  benefits.  The  "eternal  traits  of  France,"  the  "divine 
versatility  of  France,"  her  marvellously  coloured  civilization,  are  fruits  of 
a  ripened  individuality,  are  the  realization  in  the  world's  outer  life  of  the 
soul,  stirring  and  speaking  within. 

More  than  any  other  nation,  more  than  any  other  race,  France  is 
self-conscious.  Her  people  recognize  the  permanent  values  which  are  her 
character  and  strength,  which  are  knit  into  her  deepest  consciousness. 
"In  each  of  us  rests  the  whole  of  France,  eager  to  expand  in  living  deeds," 
writes  Maurice  Barres ;  and  he  interprets  truly  the  soul  of  France  when 
he  adds,  "We  are  united  in  France  because  from  the  man  of  intellect  to 
the  humblest  peasant  we  encounter  the  clear  vision  of  something  higher 
and  nobler  than  our  own  trifling  personal  interests,  and  scent  an  instinct 
that  the  active  sacrifice  of  ourselves  for  the  glory  of  this  ideal  would  be 
joyfully  accepted.  .  .  .  All  the  traditions  of  the  past,  all  the  testi- 
monials of  to-day  which  I  have  gathered  together,  are  one  and  all  products 
of  the  same  conception,  made  simple  in  France,  which  stands  as  the 
champion  of  well-being  upon  earth." l 

The  "champion  of  well-being  upon  earth" — that  is  the  purpose  of 
France,  the  key-note  of  her  individual  existence.  She  is  the  chosen 
nation.  The  world  looks  askance  at  that  term.  The  Jews  were  a  chosen 
people ;  and  the  Germans  to-day  have  claimed,  and  may  still  be  claiming 
for  aught  I  know — to  be  God's  own  anointed.  The  Jews  failed,  they  were 
unworthy.  A  "stiff-necked  and  rebellious  people,"  they  resisted  all  the 
special  training  of  a  thousand  years,  and  when  the  hour  of  the  fulfilment 

*Divertes  families  spwitiielles  de  la  France;  trans,   under  the  title   Tht  Faith  of  Franc*, 
pp.  257,  2S4-S. 


181 

of  their  purpose  was  at  hand,  they  stultified  themselves,  cast  forth  and 
sought  to  destroy  the  very  centre  of  their  soul's  life,  and  hence,  as  a 
nation,  destroyed  themselves.  Christ,  son  of  the  Father,  and  true  King 
of  the  Jews,  said  to  the  leaders  of  the  people,  "Therefore  I  say  unto  you, 
the  kingdom  of  God  shall  be  taken  from  you,  and  given  to  a  nation 
bringing  forth  the  fruits  thereof."  2  A  high  privilege,  their  high  calling, 
was  taken  from  them,  unworthy,  and  given  to  another. 

Was  it  given  to  Germany?  Germany,  the  perversion  of  things  true 
and  good,  reflects  in  her  muddy  pool  of  psychic  images  such  fragments 
of  imperishable  truth  as  pass  before  her  face;  and  it  is  a  proof  of  the 
existence  of  spiritual  realities,  and  no  real  confusion,  when  psychic 
shadows  and  semblances  spring  up  to  ape  and  mock  the  truth  which  they 
reflect. 

Essentially  Germany  is  not  a  nation;  she  is  a  type  of  people,  a  race. 
She  has  never  been  united,  she  has  never  had  a  purpose,  until  Bismarck 
forced  his  own  upon  her.  The  many  Germanys,  the  loosely  bound 
German  peoples  of  seventy  years  ago,  galvanized  by  his  force — an  evil 
force — into  a  sudden  concentrated  burst  of  power,  have  shown  the  world 
what  violence  of  effort  may  achieve.  But  this  so-called  German  nation 
is  no  true  nation,  it  has  no  true  spirit,  there  is  nothing  immortal  about  it. 
Its  infamy  will  endure  a  time,  but  even  that  will  pass  out  from  men's 
minds.  "Gott  mit  uns" — God  with  us — say  the  Germans ;  and  the  Catholic 
priests  of  France  invert  this  shadow,  and  reply,  "Not  God  with  us,  but 
we  with  God.  We  do  not  bring  God  down  to  our  level,  but  we  strive  to 
raise  ourselves  to  His." 

That  is  the  heart  of  France.  To  raise  itself  to  God  is  the  heart's 
desire,  the  ceaseless  effort  of  the  soul.  Her  people,  because  they  have  a 
soul,  are  growing  toward  discipleship.  And  her  greatest  quality  is  loyalty ; 
— loyalty  to  the  right,  loyalty  to  the  highest  that  she  sees,  loyalty  to  her 
mission  amongst  men  and  her  high  calling,  loyalty  to  her  saints  and 
warriors  and  kings. 

The  War  has  revealed  the  soul  of  France,  tried  again  in  the  fire  of 
adversity.  Roused  by  a  great  need,  France,  her  sight  dimmed  by  the 
blindness  of  many  of  her  leaders,  nevertheless  stood,  fought,  and  won. 
She  proved  loyal  to  her  trust  and  she  has  reaped  a  harvest  for  herself 
and  all  the  world.  Passionately  she  accepted  the  sacrifices  demanded  of 
her — all  the  more  passionately  perhaps,  because  for  a  century  her  sight 
had  been  beclouded  by  German  socialism  and  the  German  pseudo- 
democratic  lust  for  individual  liberty.  But  the  need  to  save  France  herself 
showed  her  people  once  more  the  responsibility  that  was  theirs,  the  duty 
that  France  owes  to  other  nations  and  to  God.  France  again  took  the 
lead,  France  again  came  into  her  own,  and  the  French  people  renewed 
their  faith  in  themselves  and  in  their  mission. 


*St.  Matthew,  XXI.  43. 


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What  nation  is  there  that  could  express  in  good  faith,  and  without 
self-conscious  rhetoric,  to-day's  common  creed  of  her  young  officers  and 
men?  One  writes,  "Many  of  the  realities  in  the  spiritual  order,  which 
up  to  now  have  been  mere  shadows,  have  through  constantly  recurrent 
experience,  become  visualized  and  vital.  I  am  learning  to  live." 3  Many 
might  say  the  same,  but  for  what  does  this  nineteen  year  old  Frenchman 
live?  "I  dream  eternally  of  the  France  of  to-morrow,  of  this  young 
France  which  awaits  her  hour.  She  must  be  a  France  that  is  consecrated, 
where  none  will  have  any  right  to  live  except  for  duty.  .  .  .  Our 
duty  is  to  become  apostles."  4  Again  he  writes,  "More  and  more,  before 
those  who  have  fought  and  who  have  died,  in  the  presence  of  the  supreme 
effort  which  has  been  undertaken,  I  think  of  the  future  France,  of  the 
divine  France  which  is  to  be.  I  could  not  fight  at  all  were  I  not  persuaded 
that  in  the  birth  of  this  new  France  I  shall  be  amply  rewarded  for  having 
killed,  and  for  having  died  for  her."  8 

Another,  eighteen  years  of  age,  Antoine  Boisson,  writes  on  New 
Year's  Day,  1916,  "I  am  proud  of  being  a  soldier,  of  being  young,  of 
feeling  brave  and  full  of  life;  I  am  proud  of  serving  my  country,  of 
serving  France;  loyalty  to  the  flag,  love  of  my  native  land,  respect  for 
a  spoken  pledge,  a  sense  of  honour,  are  not  mere  idle  words,  empty  of 
meaning;  they  resound  in  my  heart  of  eighteen  like  a  clarion  call;  and 
it  is  for  them,  should  it  be  necessary,  that  I  shall  press  forward  to  the 
very  limit  of  sacrifice."  * 

These  Frenchmen  have  a  religion,  because  they  have  France.  What 
does  young  Jean  Rival  mean  when  he  includes  France  in  his  dying  testa- 
ment, if  it  be  not  a  something  of  the  spiritual  order,  a  great  Soul  to  which 
his  individual  soul  reaches  up  in  worship  and  adoration?  "Should  I  die, 
I  will  die  as  a  Christian  and  as  a  Frenchman.  I  believe  in  God,  in  France, 
in  victory.  I  believe  in  beauty,  in  youth,  in  life.  May  God  protect  me 
to  the  end.  Yet,  should  the  shedding  of  my  blood  aid  towards  victory, 
my  God,  Thy  will  be  done."  T 

It  is  a  spirit  such  as  this,  embosomed  in  countless  Frenchmen,  which 
has  created  and  re-creates  "eternal  France."  The  growth  and  fruition  of 
that  consciousness  may  be  traced  through  the  centuries;  and  it  is  the 
purpose  of  this  section  to  outline  briefly  the  position  of  France  in  the 
civilization  of  Europe,  both  as  revealed  by  the  general  sweep  of  her 
history,  and  as  seen  by  her  historians,  poets,  and  philosophers.  Then  we 
shall  be  in  a  position  to  decide  if  Alsace-Lorraine  really  belong  to  France 
— are  bone  of  her  bone,  and  one  spirit  with  her. 

If  it  should  be  objected  that  it  is  grossly  unfair  to  place  the  best  of 
France — conceived  in  some  such  way — beside  the  worst  of  Germany,  as 
revealed  in  preceding  sections,  the  answer  is,  first,  that  we  are  endeav- 
ouring to  discover  what  it  is  that  Alsatians  and  Lorrainers  mean  when 


•Alfred  C*zalis  in  Barres.  op.  cit.,  p.  227.    «  p.  22S.    •   p.  209.    «p  212.    »  p.  241. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  183 

they  claim  to  be,  and  claim  in  the  past  to  have  become,  integral  parts  of 
the  French  national  spirit.  These  Provinces  talk  in  terms  of  national 
feeling,  of  national  consciousness,  of  La  Patrie,  and  therefore  we  must 
use  the  same  terms.  Their  claim  to  kinship  with  France  will  be  consid- 
ered later.  Second,  Germany  in  this  War  revealed  what  it  is,  just  as 
France  revealed  herself.  Facts  are  facts,  and  cannot  be  escaped.  If 
Germany  can  show  a  virtue,  a  nobility,  a  spirit  comparable  with  that  of 
any  of  the  Allied  nations — let  alone  France — and  such  as  all  high-minded 
men  may  recognize  as  virtue,  let  it  do  so.  What  it  has  done,  however,  all 
men  know.  The  fruits  of  two  thousand  years  of  German  civilization 
can  be  measured  in  terms  of  unrepented  crimes;  of  works  of  art 
irremediably  destroyed;  of  an  unnumbered  list  of  dead,  mutilated,  and 
demoralized;  of  dishonour  that  has  bred  distrust,  and  infamy  that  has 
bred  contempt.  It  is  not  these  things  which  Alsace  and  Lorraine  mean 
when  they  speak  of  their  soul  and  the  soul  of  France.  It  is  such  things 
that  Alsace  and  Lorraine,  through  four  hundred  years  of  struggle,  have 
sought  to  separate  themselves  from, — to  escape. 

Duruy,  in  his  Preface  to  the  Histoire  de  France,  says  that  "there  is 
always  one  point  at  which  the  general  life  is  most  intense  and  rich,  a 
focus  in  which  civilization  concentrates  its  scattered  rays,"  8 — that  is, 
France.  This,  as  Guizot  points  out,  is  because  "France  did  not  enter  into 
the  arena  of  political  liberty  until  she  had  made  immense  progress  in 
civilization."  9  The  criterion  of  things  French,  is  civilization.  "L'art  de 
bien  vivre" — the  art  of  right  living — is  the  mainspring  of  France's 
endeavour.  "For  more  than  twelve  centuries,  indeed,  France  seems  to 
have  acted,  fought,  and  conquered  or  suffered,  for  the  whole  world.  It 
has  been  her  singular  privilege  that  nothing  of  importance  has  been 
accomplished  in  Europe  without  her  having  a  hand  in  it ;  no  great  political 
or  social  experiment  has  been  tried  that  has  not  first  been  worked  out 
within  her  borders;  and  her  history  is  a  summary  and  abstract  of  the 
whole  history  of  modern  civilization.  Such  was  the  part  played  by  Athens 
in  the  Greek  world,  and  later,  in  the  third  age  of  ancient  civilization,  that 
of  Rome."  10  Thus  writes  Duruy ;  and,  a  student  of  the  Greek  state,  he 
knew  how  much  of  Greece  was  transported  direct  to  the  very  soil  of 
France.  Greek  language,  Greek  arts,  the  Greek  atmosphere,  Greek 
civilization  flourished  more  in  the  southern  and  eastern  half  of  France 
than  anywhere  else  along  the  Mediterranean.  So  that  it  was  not  merely 
Roman  civilization  that  was  established  in  Gaul,  but  ancient  Greece  as 
well. 

This  fact  of  the  early  influence  of  Greek  ideas  in  France  has  never 
received  the  attention  it  deserves.  The  reason  is  simple.  Literary  men 
alone,  like  the  learned  savant  C.  C.  Fauriel,  who  were  concerned  with 
the  sources  of  Provencal  poetry,  have  discovered  how  deep-rooted  a  hold 
Greek  customs  have  had  in  France.  The  ordinary  historian,  surveying 


8  p.  iii,  cd.  of   1888.     §  Essai  sur  I'histoire  de  France,  p.  v,   1847.     10  loc  cit. 


184          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

the  periods  of  German  barbarism,  seeing  the  decline  of  learning,  the 
disappearance  of  Greek  schools  and  the  Greek  language,  and  finding  no 
pronounced  Greek  culture  in  France  until  its  re-introduction  during  the 
Renaissance,  naturally  concluded  that  the  early  Greek  efflorescence 
succumbed  entirely  to  German  barbarism.  Sismondi,  Guizot,  Martin, 
and  their  followers,  one  and  all  mention  Greek  influence,  but  without 
attaching  to  it  a  more  than  passing  interest,  as  of  a  forgotten  relic. 

But  this  influx  of  Greek  culture  has  a  very  special  significance.  In 
the  "Notes  and  Comments"  for  April,  1913,  readers  of  the  QUARTERLY 
will  recall  these  words,  that  "on  the  authority  of  an  ancient  tradition" 
the  Master  Christ,  looking  forward  to  his  coming  incarnation,  "had  at 
first  planned  to  come  to  birth  in  Greece,  and  that  the  Egyptian  Lodge  had 
for  centuries  been  preparing  the  way  for  his  Greek  birth,  while  a  second 
field  was  being  prepared  in  Palestine,  through  the  work  of  the  Hebrew 
Prophets  and  mystics.  Owing,  it  was  said,  to  the  degeneration  and 
corruption  of  Greece,  the  Avatar's  incarnation  there  became  impossible 
or  inadvisable,  and  the  Jewish  field  was  chosen  instead,  in  spite  of  the 
many  and  critical  dangers  which  were  seen  to  beset  it." 

Does  this  not  explain  the  Greek  mysteries?  Is  this  not  reason  for 
the  beauty  and  immortal  glory  of  Greek  art?  The  special  outpouring 
of  the  Lodge,  of  the  Masters,  gave  Greece  unique  reflections  of  the 
divine  attributes.  But  since  Greece  failed,  her  mysteries  were  lost,  her 
art  was  turned  downward  and  outward,  and  eventually  both  became 
reflections  on  the  surface, — her  mysteries  disgusting  orgies,  her  art  a 
beautiful  shell,  no  longer  embodying  the  divine  life  within.  Nevertheless 
there  was  behind  them  the  divine  impetus;  there  was  stamped  on  them 
the  divine  seal  of  that  which  was  their  true  creator  and  source.  They 
had,  mixed  in  with  mortal  clay,  some  of  the  bread  of  life,  come  down 
from  heaven. 

When  the  hour  of  the  Incarnation  was  drawing  nigh,  the  Lodge 
must  have  seen  the  inevitable  failure  of  even  the  "second  field,"  Palestine. 
The  Master,  it  may  be  supposed,  already  foresaw  what  France  might  be, 
and  he  prepared  the  soil  of  France,  he  enriched  the  soul  of  France,  with 
what  he  could  transfer  of  all  that  had  been  poured  out  on  Greece,  so  that 
the  whole  effort  expended  on  the  earlier  civilization  should  not  be  lost. 
However  this  may  be,  Greek  civilization  was  transported  to  the  soil  of 
France,  and  flourished  there,  not  merely  at  the  time  of  the  Renaissance, 
but  for  a  thousand  years  in  Celtic  days. 

Sainte-Palaye,  Raynouard,  Fauriel,  even  Schlegel  and  Diez  of  the 
German  school,  and  their  literary  followers,  or  Charles  Lentheric  "  on  the 
geographical  and  monumental  side,  combine  a  mass  of  testimony  to  prove 
how  deep-seated  this  Greek  infusion  was.  Fauriel  writes,  "it  is  impossible 
to  give  an  adequate  and  just  conception  of  the  civilization  (whether 
general  or  literary)  of  the  south  of  France  during  the  Middle  Age, 

u  La  Greet  et  L'Oriertt  en  Province,  1878. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  185 

without  first  considering  in  what  manner  and  to  what  extent  it  is  linked 
to  the  civilization  which  preceded  it."12  The  whole  of  Celtic  Liguria,  of 
Provenge,  of  the  country  of  the  Celtic  Helvii  (now  the  department  of 
Ardeche),  and  that  of  ancient  Volcae  Arecomici,  across  the  Rhone  from 
the  Provincia — which  included  the  famous  cities  of  Aries,  Nimes, 
Avignon,  and  Beziers,  comprising  five  degrees  of  latitude  and  twenty-five 
cities, — all  saw  the  establishment  of  Massilian  (Marseilles)  Greeks.  "The 
Celtic  name  of  Aries  was  changed  to  Thelini,  by  which  the  Massilians 
intended  to  indicate  the  fertility  of  its  territory ;  and  the  use  of  the  Greek 
language  became  so  general  in  that  city,  that  it  continued  to  be  spoken 
there  until  the  town  fell  into  the  hands  of  the  Barbarians.  Nimes  became 
likewise  almost  a  Greek  city.  From  inscriptions,  which  were  found 
among  its  ruins,  we  learn  that  it  had  a  Greek  theatre  under  the  Romans, 
and  that  it  made  use  of  Greek  on  monuments  erected  in  honour  of  the 
emperors."  "  The  early  Phocean  settlers,  so  named  from  Phocis  in  Ionia 
from  whence  they  came,  "preserved  the  genius,  the  manners,  the  laws  and 
arts  of  their  native  land  in  all  their  purity."  14 

Turning  for  corroboration  to  the  sources,  Livy  puts  into  the  mouth 
of  a  Rhodian  deputy,  pleading  before  the  Roman  Senate  for  the  same 
liberty  and  protection  for  the  Asiatic  Greek  cities,  as  that  afforded  those 
of  Greece  or  France,  that  "the  cities  standing  on  the  original  soil,  are  not 
more  Grecian  than  their  colonies  .  .  .  nor  has  change  of  country 
changed  either  their  race  or  manners.  .  .  .  The  Massilians  [or 
inhabitants  of  Marseilles,  i.  e.  the  province,  not  merely  the  city]  who,  if 
the  inherent  endowments  of  nature  could  be  overcome  by  the  genus  of 
the  soil,  would  ere  this  have  been  rendered  savage  by  the  many  barbarous 
tribes  surrounding  them,  are  deservedly  held  in  as  high  honour  and 
esteem  by  you  as  if  they  were  inhabitants  of  the  very  centre  of  Greece. 
For  they  have  preserved,  not  only  the  sound  of  the  language,  the  mode 
of  dress,  and  the  usages ;  but,  above  all,  the  manners,  the  laws,  and  a  mind, 
pure  and  untainted  by  contagion  from  their  neighbours."  15 

Out  of  a  score  of  passages  in  Cicero,  one  will  suffice.  In  his  defence 
of  Flaccus,  he  says :  "Nor  do  I  pass  over  you,  O  Marseilles,  you  who 
have  known  Lucius  Flaccus  as  soldier  and  as  quaestor, — a  city,  the  strict 
discipline  and  wisdom  of  which  I  do  not  know  whether  I  might  say  was 
superior,  not  only  to  that  of  Greece,  but  to  that  of  any  nation  whatever; 
a  city  which,  though  so  far  separated  from  the  districts  of  all  the  Greeks, 
and  from  their  fashions  and  language,  and  though  placed  in  the  extremity 
of  the  world  and  surrounded  by  tribes  of  Gauls,  and  washed  with  the 
waves  of  barbarism,  is  so  regulated  and  governed  by  the  counsels  of  its 
chief  men,  that  there  is  no  nation  that  does  not  find  it  easier  to  praise  its 
institutions  than  to  imitate  them."  ie 


u  History   of  Provencal  Poetry,  trans,   from  the   French  by  G.  J.  Adler,   New  York,    1860. 
—p.  37.     Italics  ours. 

"Op.  cit.,  p.  41.     "Op.  cit.,  p.  42. 

"  Historiarum  Romanarum,  lib.  xxxvii,  cap.  54,  18-23.      "Cicero  Pro  Flacco,  cap.  26. 


186          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

This  Greek  infusion  leavened  the  whole  of  Gaul.  The  Druids,  centre 
of  Celtic  culture,  "use  the  Greek  letters  in  their  public  and  private  trans- 
actions, and  in  almost  all  other  matters,"  says  Caesar  17 ;  and  Justin  writes : 
"From  them  [the  Greeks]  therefore,  the  Gauls  learnt  both  the  use  of  a 
more  polite  way  of  life,  their  barbarity  being  laid  aside  and  corrected, 
and  the  tillage  of  lands,  and  the  enclosure  of  cities  within  walls.  Then 
they  became  accustomed  to  live  by  laws,  not  arms ;  to  cultivate  the  vine 
and  plant  olives :  and  so  great  a  lustre  was  shed  on  men  and  things,  that 
it  did  not  seem  as  if  Greece  had  been  transplanted  into  Gaul,  but  that 
Gaul  seemed  transplanted  into  Greece."  18 

The  Massilian  navigators  were  famous,  penetrating  as  far  north  as 
Norway,  and  traversing  Gaul  in  every  direction.  "They  had  opened  a 
road  along  the  Rhone  and  the  Loire,  as  far  as  the  coast  of  Armorica 
[Brittany].  It  was  there  where  they  obtained  their  tin  and  other  produc- 
tions from  Great  Britain,  which  they  transported  by  the  same  way  to  the 
shores  of  the  Mediterranean.  They  had  also  communication  with  the 
northeast  of  Gaul,  and,  to  all  appearances,  with  Germany.  But  it  was 
especially  with  the  tribes  of  their  immediate  vicinity,  and  with  those  of 
the  valley  of  the  Rhone,  that  they  kept  up  habitual  commercial  relations. 
The  direct  effect  of  these  relations  on  the  culture  and  social  conditions 
of  these  tribes  is  not  of  a  nature  to  be  appreciated  or  measured."  ™  Strabo 
relates  at  some  length  that  an  oracle  commanded  them,  when  they  were 
leaving  Greece  (c.  600  B.  C.),  "to  take  from  Diana  of  Ephesus  a 
conductor  for  their  voyage."  Aristarcha,  priestess,  was  commanded  by 
the  oracle  to  accompany  them,  and  "to  take  with  her  a  plan  of  the  temples 
and  statues," — a  suggestive  phrase,  coming  from  the  mouthpiece  of  the 
Greek  mysteries  600  B.  C.  The  Masillians  built  on  their  citadel  rock 
"an  Ephesium  and  the  temple  of  the  Delphian  Apollo."  20  They  founded 
cities  in  Iberia  (Spain)  "as  a  rampart  against  the  Iberians,  in  which  they 
introduced  the  worship  of  Diana  of  Ephesus,  as  practised  in  their  father- 
land, with  the  Grecian  mode  of  sacrifice."  Finally,  of  the  city  of 
Marseilles  itself  :  "Thus  this  city  for  some  time  back  has  become  a  school 
for  the  barbarians,  and  has  communicated  such  a  taste  for  Greek  litera- 
ture, that  they  even  write  their  contracts  in  Greek."  21 

The  average  historian,  who  has  not  made  a  special  study  of  the 
subject,  announces  that  the  German  invasions  stamped  out  all  this  Greek 
culture.  Despite  the  fact  that  Greek  was  still  the  language  of  Aries,  Nice, 
Marseilles,  Antipolis,  and  other  cities  of  Phocean  origin  well  on  in  the 
third  century,  so  few  direct  traces  of  it  remained  by  the  tenth  century, 
that  the  average  historian  is  justified.  But  the  ordinary  historian  does 
not  consider  the  heritage  which  the  soul  reaps.  The  soul  garners 


"  Commentaries,  Book  vi,  cap.  14.  They  had  no  other  writing.  Cf.  in  addition,  Book  I, 
cap.  29,  "In  the  camp  of  the  Helvetii  (Swiss)  were  found,  and  brought  to  Csesar,  records  written 
out  in  Greek  letters,"  etc.  Strabo  says  of  the  Swiss:  "Some  have  thought  that  their  brazen 
rhields  prove  these  people  to  be  of  Grecian  origin."  (Geographical*,  Book  iv,  cap.  6,  sec.  2). 

"Hist.  Philipp,  lib.  xliii,   cap.  4.     "  Fauriel,  Op.   cit.,  p.  46. 

M  Strabo,  Geographical,  Biba  D,  Keph.  A,  sec.  4.      M  Sec.   5. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  187 

imperishable  experience,  and  the  store-house  of  the  spirit  treasures 
immortal  possessions.  Nearly  a  thousand  years  of  Greek  culture  in 
France  could  not  be  "lost."  The  intuition  of  French  historians  has 
divined  this  fact,  which  they  can  only  express,  however,  in  general  terms, 
because  strictly  speaking  they  feel  that  it  lies  outside  their  province. 
But  one  may,  even  so,  find  such  remarkable  passages  as  the  following, 
quoted  at  length  from  the  preface  to  Henri  Martin's  seventeen  volume 
Histoire  De  France,  doubly  extraordinary  because  Martin  was  "a  free- 
thinking  republican" : 

"Descendants  of  the  Gauls  by  birth  and  by  character;  descend- 
ants of  the  Romans  by  education ;  their  life  intensified  by  the  medley 
of  barbarian  Germans  just  when  the  vitality  of  the  ancient  civili- 
zation was  diminishing,  united  with  Iberia  and  Greece  by  old 
alliances,  we  can  see  to-day  that  it  is  not  chance  which  has  added 
to  our  Gallic  blood,  the  blood  of  all  the  great  races  of  antiquity; 
which  has  directed  the  slow  formation  of  the  French  people  on  this 
Gallic  soil,  placed  in  the  centre  of  Europe,  sharing  all  climates, 
producing  everything,  in  touch  with  all  peoples.  Such  was  to  be 
the  theatre  prepared  by  Providence  for  a  nation  destined  to  be  the 
keystone  of  the  European  arch  (le  lien  du  faisceau  europeen),  and 
the  initiator  of  modern  civilization ;  for  a  nation  which  was  to  com- 
bine with  the  most  marked  originality,  a  unique  ability  to  express 
in  herself  the  qualities  and  distinctive  traits  scattered  among  other 
peoples,  and  to  become  the  epitome  of  Europe;  finally,  [prepared] 
for  the  nation  at  once  supremely  intelligent  and  supremely  active, 
which,  since  its  beginning  has  represented  in  the  world  the  doctrine 
of  the  immortality  of  the  soul,  with  the  same  grandeur  that  Judea 
represented  the  principle  of  the  unity  of  God;  which  saved  the 
Occident  from  Islamism ;  which  raised  and  humbled  papal  theocracy ; 
brought  to  light  again,  within  her  bosom,  from  beneath  the  gross 
stratum  deposited  by  the  German  invasion,  the  glorious  remains  of 
Greece  and  Rome;  which  has  been  successively  the  home  of 
Catholicism  and  the  cradle  of  philosophy;  and  which  has  crowned 
her  heroic  labours  by  planting  the  flag  of  liberty  and  equality  on 
the  debris  of  the  feudal  world,  imposing  thus  upon  herself  a  new 
mission,  in  which  God  grant  that  she  know  not  how  to  fail."22 

In  the  light  of  this  conception,  in  the  light  of  such  manifest  prepa- 
ration, in  the  light  of  the  self-conscious  revelation  of  her  saints  and 
kings  and  poets; — when  we  remember  that  from  the  first,  St.  John, 
Lazarus  and  the  Marys  came  to  France;  that  "in  the  charitable  and 
trusting  heart  of  the  young  girl"  St.  Genevieve,  "burned  the  first  spark 
of  patriotism,  which  later  in  a  like  manner  fired  the  heroic  soul,  and  was 
the  inspiration  of  Jeanne  d'Arc"  23 ;  when  we  remember  that  Clovis  and 
"all  the  people"  shouted,  "We  reject  mortal  gods,  and  we  are  ready  to 
serve  the  God  whose  immortality  Remi  preaches"  24 ;  that  Charlemagne's 
was  a  Christian  Empire ;  that  St.  Louis  was  a  Christian  King ;  that 
chivalry  was  of  the  essence  of  Christianity,  and  that  finally  the  Master 


"pp.  viii  &  ix,  ed.  of  1861. 

11  Charles   Lenient,  La  Poesie  Patriotique  En  France  Au  Moyen  Age,   1891,  p.  3. 

14  Gretf.  Tur.  Hist.  Francor.  lib.  II,  cap.  xxxi. 


188          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

himself  said  to  France  through  Margaret  Mary,  "Tell  my  eldest  son 
.  that  my  heart  desires  to  be  painted  on  the  standards  of  France, 
so  that  she  may  be  victorious  over  all  her  enemies  and  all  the  enemies  of 
holy  Church," — when  we  consider  these  things  do  we  not  discover  in 
those  earlier  words  of  Christ  a  new  purpose — "the  kingdom  of  God  shall 
be  taken  from  you,  and  given  to  a  nation  bringing  forth  the  fruits 
thereof"? 

Joseph  de  Maistre  wrote  truly  when  he  said,  "We  are  attached  to 
the  throne  of  the  supreme  Being  by  a  supple  chain  that  restrains  without 
enslaving  us"  2B ;  and  he  added :  "Each  nation,  like  each  individual,  has 
received  a  mission  which  she  must  accomplish.  France  exercises  a  verit- 
able magistracy  over  Europe,  which  it  would  be  useless  to  contest."  ** 
"Though  thou  art  very  strong,  yet  that  verily  is  a  gift  to  thee  of  God"  ", 
writes  Homer;  and  as  the  cycles  progress,  and  France  remains  true  to 
her  mission,  she  is  a  living  witness  of  the  chain  that  links  this  world  to 
heaven,  and  of  the  strength  vouchsafed  to  her,  that  should  bring  forth 
fruit  an  hundredfold. 

Light  on  the  Path  says  that  "man,  when  he  reaches  his  fruition,  and 
civilization  is  at  its  height,  stands  between  two  fires.  Could  he  but  claim 
his  great  inheritance,  the  incumbrance  of  the  mere  animal  life  would  fall 
away  from  him  without  difficulty.  But  he  does  not  do  this,  and  so  the 
races  of  men  flower  and  then  droop  and  die  and  decay  off  the  face  of 
the  earth,  however  splendid  the  bloom  may  have  been.  And  it  is  left  to 
the  individual  to  make  this  great  effort;  to  refuse  to  be  terrified  by  his 
greater  nature,  to  refuse  to  be  drawn  back  by  his  lesser  or  more  material 
self.  Every  individual  who  accomplishes  this  is  a  redeemer  of  the  race." 

There  have  been  many  such  flowerings  in  the  path  of  France,  all 
in  very  minor  cycles,  but  foreshadowing  the  reckoning  of  a  final  day. 
France's  opportunity  is  to  become  the  redeemer  of  the  nations,  and  it 
may  well  be  that  only  by  a  complete  sacrifice  may  this  be  done.  Between 
the  apex  of  the  cycles  there  are  of  necessity  long  periods  of  incubation; 
and  the  antecedents  of  one  epoch  are  usually  found  coincident  with  the 
efflorescence  of  the  preceding.  So  the  origins  of  Rome  were  in  gestation 
when  the  flaming  dawn  of  Hellenism  burst  forth  into  the  premature, 
material  glory  of  Marathon,  Salamis,  and  Thermopylae;  and  the  Incar- 
nation planted  its  leaven  when  Roman  Imperialism  was  dominant  over 
the  whole  world.  In  France,  the  first  faint  flowering  after  the  reflected 
greatness  of  Greece  and  Rome,  and  the  forgotten  mysteries  of  the 
Druids,  gave  to  the  world  St.  Denis,  St.  Martin,  St.  Remi,  Clovis,  St. 
Genevieve,  and  the  long  line  of  fighting  priests,  true  mystics,  nursed 
in  the  spiritual  schools  of  St.  Benedict.  At  that  time  Rome  fell;  and, 
outside  France,  Gregory  the  Great  and  St.  Benedict  alone  succeeded  in 
planting  a  seed  whose  growth  could  span  the  desolation  made  by  savage 
conquest.  What  Gregory  and  Benedict  could  not  do  in  their  own  time, 

"  Considerations  sur  La  France — Oeuvrts  Computes.  Vol.  I,  p.   1. 
"p.  8.     "Iliad,  I,  178. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  189 

Hildebrand  and  Cluny  accomplished  in  the  next  cycle,  reaping  what  had 
been  sown  for  them;  but,  from  Sylvester  II  through  the  long  period 
of  papal  degradation,  a  series  of  German  popes,  backed  by  the  German 
Ottos,  had  wrought  for  temporal,  material  ends.  So,  with  Leo  IX  and 
Gregory  VII,  instead  of  the  spiritual  fruit  from  the  seed  of  St.  Benedict, 
there  came  a  great  and  brilliant  efflorescence  of  all  the  intellectual, 
mental,  and  material  powers  of  the  papacy,  reaching  its  apex  in  the  next 
century  with  Innocent  III,  Gregory  IX,  and  Boniface  VIII.  But  they 
reached  the  climax  of  a  sensuous  perfection ;  each  was  "drawn  back  by  his 
lesser  and  more  material  self,"  and  failed  to  grasp  his  heritage.  It  was 
a  French  King  who  was  the  saint;  it  was  to  France  that  one  must  look 
for  spiritual  fruitfulness,  inside  as  well  as  outside  the  Church. 

In  France,  while  official  religion  strayed  from  its  true  course, 
Charlemagne  arose,  and,  taking  the  fluctuating  and  undecided  barbarian 
world  in  his  powerful  hands,  gave  it  form  and  organization,  and  by 
making  Rome  its  central  point,  showed  that  it  must  rest  of  necessity 
upon  the  ancient  civilization,  purified  and  transformed  by  Christianity. 
Charlemagne  died,  and  his  work  dissolved;  but  the  potency  of  his 
achievement  remained  imbedded  in  the  heart  of  France,  his  genius  for 
order  and  kingship  giving  unity  to  the  scattered  aspirations  of  his  people, 
and  standing  as  a  landmark  to  which  future  generations  strove  to  attain. 

When  the  last  desperate  stand  of  barbarism  was  finally  broken  by 
Hugh  Capet  (987),  and  feudal  society  appeared,  the  era  of  modern 
civilization  began;  and  its  point  of  departure  was  again  pre-eminently 
France.  It  was  French  feudalism  which  settled  England  under  William 
I,  which  entered  Italy  with  Robert  Guiscard,  Spain  with  Burgundian 
Henry,  and  even  the  Holy  Land  with  Godfrey  of  Bouillon.  It  was 
French  knights  who  called  into  existence  the  military  orders,  chivalry, 
and  aristocratic  nobility;  who  conceived  the  ideals  of  courage,  purity, 
devotion,  and  gallantry  which  are  the  highest  fulfilment  of  the  Christian 
life.  It  was  a  French  monk,  St.  Bernard,  who  governed  all  Europe, 
and  who  gave  the  constitution  to  the  Knights  Templars.  Finally,  the 
Crusades,  which  were  to  bring  the  full  tide  of  the  ancient  and  oriental 
civilizations  back  to  Europe,  were  the  response  of  chivalrous  France  to 
the  rescue  of  a  menaced  Christianity  and  of  a  desecrated  Holy  Land. 
"It  is  a  very  striking  fact  that  the  First  Crusade  was  almost  entirely 
French  in  conception  and  execution.  The  idea  was  that  of  a  French 
Pope;  it  was  first  preached  in  France,  and  its  most  inspiring  preacher 
was  a  French  hermit;  its  leaders  and  its  language  were  both  French; 
so  was  the  bulk  of  the  rank  and  file — so  much  so  that,  to  an  Eastern, 
Europeans  were  for  centuries  known  simply  as  'Franks.'  But  above  all, 
the  spirit  of  the  Crusade  was  French.  Beginning  in  France,  it  ended 
in  the  establishment  of  a  veritable  miniature  France  in  the  East."28 


mA  History  of  France,  J.  R.   Moreton  Macdonald,  rol.  I,  p.  104. 


190          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

The  Crusades  represent  a  culminating  period  in  France,  a  distinct 
cyclic  node.  It  was  French  unity  and  French  fidelity  which  made  this 
possible ;  and  the  outward  causal  manifestations  were  her  religious  unity, 
her  language,  and  her  royal  dynasty  of  Capetians.  The  heart  of  her 
religion  lay  in  the  ideal  of  a  knightly  priest,  a  consecrated  warrior, 
together  with  the  devotion  and  vigour  of  her  monastic  orders.  Her 
religion  produced  at  once  a  Roland  and  a  Godfrey  of  Bouillon,  a  St. 
Louis  and  a  St.  Bernard,  an  Albertus  Magnus  and  a  St.  Thomas.  Her 
orders  on  the  secular  side  produced  the  Chansons  de  Gestes  and  the 
Grail  legends;  and  the  flawless  Gothic  cathedrals, — Rheims,  Chartres, 
Paris,  Amiens,  and  Bourges.  It  is  hard  to  realize  to-day  that  all  that 
was  finest  in  that  civilization  came  from  religious  centres.  But  in  every 
sphere — chivalry,  poetry,  art,  kings  and  statesmen,  popes,  sainted  bishops 
and  monks,  models  of  knighthood,  poets,  architects,  sculptors,  and 
artisans — all  were  stamped  and  enriched  by  the  religious  devotion  which 
was  at  once  catholic  and  French.  The  Crusades,  which  gave  an  ideal 
as  well  as  practical  direction  to  all  this  energy,  brought  to  full  conscious- 
ness the  sense  of  national  being.  The  consequent  self-confidence  and 
self-respect  improved  industrial  development,  effected  the  growth  of 
schools  and  universities;  and  France  may  be  said  to  have  had  the 
abiding  sense  that  she  was  fulfilling  her  destiny  and  working  out  the 
purposes  of  her  existence. 

No  single  external  factor  acted  more  to  establish  French  unity 
than  her  royal  line  of  kings.  The  Capetians  are  unique  for  having  an 
unbroken  lineal  succession,  from  father  to  son,  for  thirteen  generations 
from  the  original  founder;  a  period  extending  over  341  years; — which 
is  a  fact  unparalleled  in  any  other  dynasty  recorded  in  authentic  history. 
Hugh  Capet  was  descended  from  Pepin  d'Heristal  and  Qovis,  so  he 
transmitted  the  royal  blood  of  France.  Three  of  his  descendants  are 
described  as  saints — Robert  II,  Louis  VII,  and  the  great  Louis  IX. 
"The  royal  house  of  France  was  distinguished  above  all  other  sovereign 
houses  of  the  Christian  world,  not  only  for  the  scrupulous  uprightness 
of  its  heads  .  .  .  but  more  still,  for  the  very  real  qualities  of  a 
majority  of  the  princes  of  the  fleur  de  lys,  as  the  princes  of  the  XIV 
and  XV  centuries  were  called,  who  were  a  collateral  line  of  the  Capetian 
dynasty."29  It  is  not  generally  known,  moreover,  that  the  kings  of 
France  were  also  priests — "a  royal  priesthood."  They  were,  by  right  of 
an  ancient  tradition,  canons  of  St.  Martin ;  they  wore  the  priestly  dalmatic 
under  their  royal  mantle  at  their  coronation — or  rather  consecration — 
and  they  communicated  in  both  kinds,  as  only  priests  are  permitted  to 
do  in  the  Roman  Church.  "These  ceremonials  of  consecration  (du  sacre) 

"  Originis  de  la  Notionalitt  Franfaitt,  Auguste  Longnon,  p.  85. 


ALSACE   AND   LORRAINE  191 

received  practically  no  modification  in  France  from  the  XIII  century 
until  the  Revolution."80 

It  was  Philip  Augustus  (1180-1226)  who  began  to  reap  the  first 
harvests  for  France.  His  father  left  him  a  kingdom  neither  very  large, 
nor  very  rich,  nor  very  well  defined;  he  had  said  truly  that  "Nos  in 
Francia  nihil  habemus  nisi  panem  et  vinum  et  gaudium"31 ; — but  Philip 
caught  his  spirit,  and  the  time  was  ripe.  He  not  only  made  his  family 
during  the  forty-six  years  of  his  reign  the  richest  in  Europe,  adding 
Artois,  Amiens,  Valois,  Clermont,  Normandy,  Maine,  Anjou,  and  Tour- 
raine  directly  to  his  crown;  but  he  first  seriously  disputed  with  German 
kings  the  possession  of  Flanders  and  Alsace-Lorraine.  In  this  he,  and 
his  successors,  were  frequently  aided  by  the  deliberate  reversion  of  the 
local  populace  to  the  French  dynasty,  to  whom  alone  unity  of  sentiment 
and  loyalty  could  be  given.  France  was  an  entity,  had  a  spirit,  stood 
for  a  principle,  revealed  a  richness  of  creative  genius  and  an  authori- 
tative culture  which  far  surpassed  anything  that  contact  with  Germany 
could  give.  When  France  was  finally  able  once  more  to  reach  out  after 
her  outlying  provinces,  she  revived  in  them  the  same  age-old  traditions 
of  a  past  union  under  Celt  and  Greek  and  Roman  that  she  herself  had 
re-awakened  in  her  own  consciousness.  That  former  union  was  a  thing 
of  the  spirit.  To  it  the  heart  of  Alsace-Lorraine  responded;  and  we 
see  one  of  the  bitterest  and  most  prolonged  of  conflicts  waged  between 
the  might  of  German  princes  and  the  crown  of  France  for  the  rescue 
of  this  portion  of  the  French  domain. 

The  success  of  France  in  these  wars,  and  the  sentiments  of  Alsace- 
Lorrainers  towards  France,  will  be  considered  in  the  concluding  section. 

A.  G. 


80  La  Grande  Encyclopedic.     Sacre,  vol.   19,  p.  33.     Quicherat  says,  Histoire  du  Costume  En 
France,   p.    112,   that    Charles   the    Bald   wore   the   dalmatic   at    his    consecration    (sacre)    in    875, 
"dans  le  tenue  de  1'empereur  de  Constantinople."     Cf.  pp.   161  and  229 — "Christine  de  Pisan  1'a 
caracterisee  par  la  double  epithete,  de  royale  et  pontificale" — and  324.     In  a  XII  century  docu- 
ment— L'ordonnance  a  enoindre  et  a  couronner  le  roy,  the  statement  is  clearly  made,  in  certainly 
one  of  its  earliest  forms,  that  "le  roy  et  la  royne  doivent  descendre  de  leurs  eschaffaus  et  venir 
humblement  a  1'autel  et  prendre  de  la  main  a  1'arcevesque  le  corps  et  le  sang  notre   Seigneur." 
Cf.     Collection  de  Documents  Inedits   sur   I'Histoire   de  France,   1st   Series,    Archives  Adminis- 
trates De  La   Ville  De  Reims,   by   Varin;— tome   I,    (la)    p.    530.      Cf.   also   Dom   G.    Marlot, 
Histoire  de  la   Ville,   Cite,   et   Universite  de  Reims,  tome   III,   p.   790,   and   N.   R.   Camus-Daras, 
Essai  Historiques  Sur  La  Ville  de  Rheims,   1823,  pp.   418  &  423. 

81  "We   in   France   have   nothing  but   bread,  wine,  and  joy." 

(To  be  concluded) 


ON  THE  SCREEN  OF  TIME 


*'r~Tr-vHERE  are  two  kinds  of  reality,"  said  the  Sage.     "There  is 

the  reality  of  the  physical  world  and  there  is  the  reality  of 

the  spiritual  world.    Between  them,  there  is  the  psychic  world, 

the  world  of  fancy,  of  glamour,  of  illusion.     Yet  there  are 

not  two  realities,  but  one  reality." 

"It  sounds  like  the  Athanasian  Creed,"  remarked  the  Youth,  with 
a  grin. 

The  Sage  laughed.  We  had  been  discussing  the  League  of  Nations. 
The  Sage  had  described  it  as  a  "psychic  counterfeit."  Now  he  was 
explaining. 

"The  physical  world,  when  uncontaminated  by  man,  although  it  has 
not  yet  evolved  to  the  point  of  expressing  perfectly  the  spiritual  fact 
to  which  it  approximates,  is  none  the  less  an  approximation  and  not  a 
perversion.  A  flower,  for  instance,  may  express  with  extraordinary 
fidelity  in  the  substance  of  this  plane,  that  real  flower  which  is  itself 
in  the  spiritual  world,  and  which,  in  the  spiritual  world,  is  an  entity, 
manifesting  some  fraction  of  the  divine  life." 

"One  moment,"  interrupted  the  Student.  "Do  you  mean  that  the 
flower  on  this  plane  does  not  manifest  some  fraction  of  the  divine  life?" 

"I  do  not,"  replied  the  Sage.  "Quite  the  contrary.  I  mean  that 
the  physical  flower  does  manifest  the  divine  life  in  the  substance  of  the 
physical  plane.  A  child  is  a  reality.  Yet  a  child  is  not  a  man.  Potential 
manhood  is  latent  within  the  child,  and  some  day,  should  the  child  live, 
full  manhood  may  manifest  through  him.  To  imagine  that  the  child  is 
a  man;  to  expect  of  the  child  that  which  you  have  a  right  to  expect 
of  a  man — in  conduct  and  understanding  and  sense  of  responsibility — 
would  obviously  be  a  failure  to  recognize  fact  as  fact,  and,  if  done 
sincerely,  would  be  due  to  psychic  illusion." 

"Most  students  of  eastern  philosophies  make  a  serious  mistake  at 
that  very  point,"  commented  the  Orientalist.  "Told  to  discriminate 
between  the  real  and  the  unreal,  they  imagine  the  material  world  is 
included  in  the  unreal,  and  then  try  to  rid  themselves  of  belief  in  its 
reality.  No  one  has  more  respect  for  a  fact  than  the  true  oriental 
philosopher,  though  the  Orient  is  full  of  those  who  try  to  persuade 
themselves  that  everything  on  this  side  of  Brahman  is  an  illusion.  But 
please  continue,"  he  added  apologetically,  turning  to  the  Sage. 

"My  point  is,"  replied  the  Sage,  "that  the  physical  world  is  real, 
although  undeveloped.  The  spiritual  world  is  real,  and  is  fully 
developed, — except  in  so  far  as  it  is  in  process  of  obtaining  full 
expression  in  and  through  the  substance  of  the  physical  world.  It  is 
the  psychic  world  which  is  wholly  illusory,  and  which  projects  over  the 
facts  of  the  physical  world  a  distortion  of  something  real  in  the  spiritual 

192 


ON    THE   SCREEN   OF   TIME  193 

world.  Every  so-called  temptation  of  any  kind  is  a  psychic  glamour 
and  no  more.  We  are  never  'tempted'  by  a  fact.  It  is  the  imagination 
that  something  is  a  fact,  which  in  truth  is  not  a  fact,  which  'tempts'  us. 
This  imagination  is  the  product  of  a  distorted  reflection  from  the  spiritual 
world,  projected  on  and,  as  it  were,  plastered  over  a  fact  of  the  physical 
world." 

"Are  you  using  imagination  as  synonymous  with  fancy?"  asked  the 
Student. 

"I  am  afraid  I  am,  and,  strictly  speaking,  I  have  no  business  to  do 
so.  The  imagination,  the  'image-making  faculty,'  which,  as  you  will 
remember,  is  spoken  of  as  Kriyashakti  in  the  Secret  Doctrine,  is  one  of 
the  greatest  powers  we  possess.  It  is  so  rarely  used,  however;  there 
are  so  few  who  deliberately  visualize  their  ideal,  and  who  then  use  the 
power  of  Kundalini  to  give  that  visualization  concrete  expression  in  this 
world, — that  the  term  'imagination'  has  come  to  be  employed,  though 
wrongly,  as  practically  synonymous  with  its  psychic  counterfeit,  that  is 
to  say,  with  fancy." 

"I  want  to  go  back,"  said  the  Youth,  "to  a  place  where  I  interrupted. 
What  do  you  mean,  please,  when  you  say  that  there  are  not  two  realities 
but  one  reality?" 

"I  mean,"  replied  the  Sage,  "that  spiritual  life  and  physical  life 
are  one, — one  as  life  and  one  as  world ;  that  the  psychic  world — in  essence 
delusion — divides  them;  and  that  the  division  is  therefore  an  illusion 
also.  When  a  man  has  risen  above  the  psychic  world,  has  torn  its  veils 
aside,  he  beholds  finally  and  forever  the  one  reality.  More  than  that, 
perhaps,  he  is  aware  of  it  in  himself. 

"Because  a  man  does  not  identify  himself  with  his  coat,  we  are  not 
justified  in  presuming  that  he  denies  the  existence  of  the  coat,  or  the 
usefulness  of  the  coat,  or  his  need  of  it.  So  of  the  body;  and  of  all 
that  belongs  to  the  substance  of  material  life.  When  a  man  sees  this 
not  merely  theoretically,  but  in  actual  sustained  consciousness,  he  is  freed 
from  the  illusions  of  the  psychic  world.  It  has  been  said  of  these  that 
they  shall  never  taste  of  death.  How  can  that  die  which  at  all  points 
and  at  all  times  knows  itself  to  be  alive?" 

"I  wish  you  would  give  a  practical  instance  of  the  process  you 
were  describing,"  said  the  Student. 

"Well,"  replied  the  Sage,  "there  is  always  the  League  of  Nations. 
In  that  case  you  have  on  the  one  hand  a  spiritual  fact, — the  identity 
of  all  souls  with  the  Oversoul.  You  have  the  Lodge,  and  the  hierarchy 
of  those  who  belong  to  it.  You  have,  on  the  other  hand,  the  world  as 
at  present  constituted,  made  up  of  people  whose  natures  and  whose 
duties  are  totally  different  from  those  who  are  in  the  Lodge.  Between 
these  two  worlds  (though  I  must  repeat  that  in  fact  there  are  not  two 
worlds  but  one  world)  you  have  the  psychic  world,  or  the  world  of 
the  average  man's  mind.  He  catches  a  glimpse  of  the  spiritual  reality, 
13 


194          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

as  reflected  and  distorted  on  the  surface  of  his  psychic  nature.  That 
same  psychic  nature  projects  this  distortion  over  the  facts  of  the  physical 
world.  Making  no  allowances  for  difference  of  nature  and  of  duty; 
failing  to  realize  that  what  is  suitable  for  a  grown  man  is  often  most 
unsuitable  for  an  infant, — the  psychic  nature  jumps  to  the  conclusion 
that  that  which  it  has  recognized  as  an  ideal  must  immediately  be 
applicable  in  all  directions,  regardless  of  circumstances,  and  of  course 
regardless  of  facts.  It  is  exactly  the  same  process  as  that  which  takes 
place  in  the  case  of  some  very  young  man,  who  sees  an  actress  on  the 
stage,  and  whose  psychic  nature  envelops  her  with  all  the  charms  and 
virtues  which  he  has  sensed  as  existing  in  the  ideal  woman  of  his 
dreams." 

"What  do  you  mean  when  you  say  that  the  duties  of  people  in  the 
physical  world  are  not  the  same  as  the  duties  of  those  in  the  Lodge?" 

"This :  the  government  of  a  nation  is  in  the  position  of  a  trustee. 
The  government  does  not  own  the  nation.  The  wealth  and  the  lives  of 
the  governed  are  not  the  property  of  the  Executive.  If  I  am  appointed 
trustee  of  a  large  estate,  the  property  of  a  friend  who  has  intrusted  me 
with  his  possessions  so  that  I  may  conserve  and  use  them  for  the  benefit 
of  his  children,  surely  I  would  not  be  justified  in  adopting  the  attitude 
that  now,  at  last,  I  have  my  chance  to  contribute  large  sums  of  money, 
out  of  my  friend's  estate,  for  the  relief,  let  us  say,  of  the  Jews  in 
Palestine  or  of  the  poor  of  New  York  City.  I  am  a  trustee;  and  my 
sole  duty  is  to  protect  the  interests  of  the  children  of  my  friend.  Is 
it  not  evident  that  the  Executive  of  a  nation  is  in  exactly  the  same 
position?  England  and  France,  at  the  present  time,  are  being  called 
"grasping"  by  irresponsible  writers  in  this  country.  It  is  alleged,  for 
instance,  that  England  has  obtained  commercial  advantages  as  the  result 
of  her  government  of  India.  It  is  intimated  that  if  the  British  Govern- 
ment had  been  actuated  by  proper  motives,  care  would  have  been  taken 
that  no  advantage  whatsoever  would  have  resulted  from  the  government 
of  India.  But  the  fact  is  that  it  would  be  absolutely  unjustifiable  for 
the  British  Government  to  govern  India  at  the  expense  of  the  British 
people.  To  govern  justly,  and  in  such  a  way  that  the  people  governed 
are  truly  benefited,  is  of  course  essential.  But  to  confuse  a  trusteeship 
with  a  charitable  institution,  and  to  attempt  to  impose  any  such  standard 
of  conduct  on  the  governments  of  the  world,  results  in  hopeless  confusion 
and  in  positive  wrong-doing.  For  instance,  at  the  present  time,  British 
troops  are  being  withdrawn  from  Armenia.  The  dreamers  of  the  United 
States  Government  have  insisted  so  emphatically  that  no  nation  may 
derive  commercial  or  other  practical  benefits  from  the  occupation  of 
foreign  territory,  that  they  have  made  it  impossible  for  the  Government 
of  Great  Britain  to  justify  the  expenditure  of  money  or  the  sacrifice  of 
life  which  would  be  involved  in  maintaining  an  army  in  Armenia.  Fifty 
years  ago,  that  army  would  have  been  left  there;  would  have  saved  the 


ON   THE    SCREEN    OF   TIME  195 

Armenians  from  massacre  by  the  Turks;  would  have  established  a  just 
government  and  would  have  reimbursed  the  estate  of  which  it  was  agent 
by  using  the  great  oil  wells  of  Baku  for  the  benefit  of  the  British 
nation  and  people.  In  other  words,  fifty  years  ago,  the  British  Govern- 
ment would  have  justified  the  occupation  of  Armenia  as  a  sound 
commercial  investment, — and  on  no  other  conceivable  basis  could  there 
be  warrant  for  the  expenditure  of  life  and  treasure  out  of  trust  funds. 
"The  dreamers  of  the  American  Government,  whose  psychic  natures 
have  perverted  their  time  sense,  and  who  see  things  as  possible  to-day 
which  will  not  be  possible  until  humanity  as  a  whole  desires  to  emulate 
the  spirit  and  methods  of  the  Lodge,  have  claimed  credit  for  confusing 
their  function  with  that  of  a  charitable  institution.  They  seem  to  think 
that  it  is  their  duty  to  spend  the  life  and  treasure  of  the  American 
people  in  any  part  of  the  world  and  at  any  time,  as  their  own 
"consciences"  may  dictate.  They  probably  took  part  in  the  Great  War 
on  just  that  basis.  If  so,  they  were  wrong.  An  individual,  as  such, 
has  a  perfect  right  to  give  his  life  or  his  wealth  for  any  purpose  which 
he  regards  as  worthy  of  such  a  sacrifice.  Hundreds  of  thousands  of 
Americans  took  part  in  the  war,  in  that  spirit  and  with  that  ideal  in 
mind.  But  the  Government  of  the  nation  had  no  business  to  participate 
unless  convinced  that  it  was  necessary  in  order  to  preserve  the  life  of 
the  nation  or  in  any  case  its  best  interests :  because  a  government  is  a 
trustee. 

"Now  the  Lodge,  on  the  other  hand,  is  a  charitable  institution.  It 
works  for  all  men  equally.  This  does  not  mean  that  it  gives  to  all  men 
equally,  any  more  than  it  receives  from  all  men  equally.  None  the  less, 
it  exists  for  the  benefit  of  humanity  as  a  whole,  while  the  government 
of  a  nation  is  supposed  to  exist  for  the  benefit  of  the  nation  governed. 
If  the  father  of  a  family  becomes  so  'international'  in  spirit  as  to  consider 
that  all  the  other  children  on  his  street  are  just  as  much  his  concern 
and  responsibility  as  his  own  children,  he  is  quite  obviously  taking  to 
himself  a  function  which  is  not  his.  If  he  should  attempt  to  perform 
it,  the  probability  is  that  his  neighbours  will  not  thank  him  for  his 
'ideals' !" 

"But  if  the  Lodge  can  work  for  all  men  equally,  and  the  Lodge  is 
the  ideal,  why  should  not  the  nations  model  themselves  on  that  ideal? 
Why  would  not  the  League  of  Nations  be  a  step  toward  such  an  ideal  ?" 
The  Youth  put  the  question. 

"When  the  children  are  grown  up,  they  can  and  must  take  upon 
them  the  responsibilities  of  men,"  responded  the  Sage.  "When  the 
nations  see  as  the  Lodge  sees,  when  the  psychic  veils  are  rent;  when 
the  psychic  faculties  are  atrophied,  and  the  spiritual  faculties  in  perfect 
function,  then,  as  in  the  Lodge,  we  shall  have  one  Empire  composed  of 
many  Kingdoms,  all  as  fixed  in  their  obedience  as  the  stars  in  heaven, — 
the  perfect  order  of  a  perfect  discipline  and  a  completed  understanding. 


196          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

Then  shall  we  have  again  the  rule  of  Adept-Kings,  but  in  an  age  more 
golden  than  any  the  world  has  known;  and  the  humblest  peasant 
ploughing  in  his  field  shall  be  a  disciple,  following  the  guidance  of  his 
Master  as  he  plows." 

There  was  a  silence  after  this  was  said.  Something  of  the  splendour 
of  the  promise  stirred  the  group  of  friends,  and  brought  a  whiff  of 
higher  air. 

Then  the  Historian  spoke :  "It  seems  to  me  that  you  have  suggested 
the  explanation  of  Bolshevism.  Assuming  that  there  are  some  sincere 
people  among  the  Bolsheviki,  their  illusions  must  be  due  to  psychic 
glamour.  They  have  projected  over  the  facts  of  life  an  image  of  their 
own  imagination  or  fancy,  and  they  are  behaving  in  consequence  as  men 
always  do  behave  in  those  circumstances.  Even  the  French  Revolution 
was  the  result  of  a  psychic  perversion  of  Universal  Brotherhood." 

"Do  not  forget,  either,  that  lack  of  restraint  is  of  the  very  essence 
of  the  psychic  nature."  This  was  said  by  the  Philosopher,  who  had  been 
listening  attentively,  and  who,  I  knew,  had  been  awaiting  his  chance 
to  contribute.  "The  green  young  man  whom  the  Sage  used  as  an  awful 
example,  notoriously  goes  off  his  head  if  he  permits  his  psychic 
imagination  to  run  away  with  him.  He  throws  overboard  his  self- 
restraint;  loses  all  sense  of  proportion,  and  is  prepared  to  sell  his  birth- 
right, both  temporary  and  eternal,  for  the  mess  of  pottage  which  he 
fancies  is  the  nectar  of  the  gods.  Whether  it  be  explained  as  a  reaction 
from  the  high  tension  of  the  war,  or  as  a  reaction  from  the  failure  to 
fight  the  war  to  a  finish,  we  all  know  that  at  the  present  time  the 
spirit  of  Bolshevism  is  present  everywhere.  A  man  is  a  fool  who  does 
not  recognize  it  in  himself,  and  who  is  not  doubly  suspicious  of  his 
own  fancies  and  desires  and  moods.  License  always  begins  in  the 
imagination.  If  it  be  not  checked  there,  it  will  inevitably  result  in  action. 

"Self-indulgence  is  undoubtedly  the  path  by  which  psychic  glamour 
approaches  us.  Even  the  green  youth  could  not  be  carried  away  by  his 
fancy  unless  previous  small  self-indulgences  had  thrown  open  the  door  of 
his  nature  to  the  inrush  of  those  psychic  waters.  Naturally,  also,  further 
self-indulgence  strengthens  the  grip  of  glamour  over  him,  so  that  he 
easily  persuades  himself  that  his  sin  and  folly  are  justifiable  and  perhaps 
heroic.  His  will  being  set  wrongly,  drags  out  of  the  psychic  world  a 
reason,  a  persuasion,  to  justify  itself." 

"Speaking  of  calf-intoxication,"  said  the  Historian,  "suggests  that 
all  matters  of  sex  are  being  discussed  and  treated  on  Bolshevist  principles 
by  people  who  have  no  least  idea  of  what  they  are  doing,  as  well  as 
by  those  who  know  perfectly.  Eugenics  is  only  another  name  for  the 
nationalization  of  sex.  Birth  control  is  only  another  name  for  legiti- 
mized license.  The  first  means  the  degradation  of  slavery;  the  second 
means  degradation  by  indulgence, — the  abandonment  of  self-restraint 
and  the  escape,  by  prostituted  Science,  from  consequences." 

"What  do  you  think  of  the  modern  fad  for  'sex  instruction'?"  asked 
the  Student. 


ON   THE   SCREEN    OF   TIME  197 

"Detestable,"  the  Philosopher  replied.  "The  excuse  for  it  is  that 
children  are  certain  to  sin  in  any  case,  so  it  is  the  duty  of  parents  and 
of  the  State  to  teach  them  how  to  do  so  with  the  least  damage  to  their 
physical  health.  You  might  as  well  argue  that  as  every  child  is  going 
to  steal  as  soon  as  he  has  the  chance,  it  is  the  duty  of  his  parents  to 
teach  him  how  to  do  so  without  getting  into  trouble  with  the  police." 

"But,"  commented  the  Student,  "there  are  those  who  urge  that  young 
girls  especially  should  be  told  a  great  deal,  so  that  they  may  be  in  a 
position  to  protect  themselves, — so  that  they  may  not  be  ignorant  of 
certain  dangers." 

"I  know,"  the  Philosopher  answered.  "Yet  that  again  is  a  theory 
based  upon  desire  for  self-indulgence:  the  self-indulgence  of  parents 
who  are  too  lazy  or  too  pleasure-loving  to  be  willing  to  look  after  their 
daughters;  the  self-indulgence  of  daughters,  who  resent  restraint  and 
who  make  life  at  home  intolerable  unless  they  are  allowed  to  do  as-  they 
choose." 

"I  have  seen  parents  well  snubbed  by  their  children,"  commented 
the  Orientalist,  "for  having  dared  to  ask  them  where  they  had  been 
and  what  they  had  done !  And  the  question  had  been  asked,  not  from 
a  sense  of  responsibility,  but  with  mild  and  rather  timid  interest.  To 
blame  the  children  would  be  ridiculous.  The  parents,  though  eminently 
respectable  people  in  the  eyes  of  the  world,  in  the  eyes  of  the  gods 
were  criminals." 

"Bolshevism,  after  all,  is  only  a  term,"  remarked  the  Sage  at  this 
point.  "It  has  come  into  general  use  because  never  in  the  history  of 
the  world,  so  far  as  we  know  it,  have  the  spirit  of  anarchy,  the  spirit 
of  rebellion,  the  spirit  of  class  hatred  and  the  spirit  of  unbridled  greed 
and  lust  and  envy,  found  such  free  expression  as  through  the  Bolsheviki 
in  Russia.  But  the  same  spirit  is  found  in  many  quarters  where  the 
Bolsheviki  are  denounced.  It  is  found,  as  you  have  been  saying,  in 
nearly  all  matters  pertaining  to  sex, — rebellion  against  restraint  and 
against  self-restraint,  being  two  of  the  forms  it  is  taking.  But  in  the 
world  of  industry  (to  use  an  absurd  misnomer),  and  in  trade  unions 
which  officially  denounce  Bolshevism,  the  spirit  of  the  thing  is  paramount. 
Trade  unionism  is  rapidly  becoming  organized  pillage.  During  the  war 
the  trade  unions  of  England  and  America,  while  professing  to  co-operate 
with  their  respective  Governments,  actually  'held  them  up/  and,  by  a 
system  of  blackmail,  formed  themselves  into  a  'government  within  the 
government.'  This  was  done,  not  for  the  benefit  of  the  poorer  classes — 
for  it  is  the  poor,  ultimately,  who  suffer  most  by  the  increased  cost  of 
production;  and  not  even  for  the  benefit  of  the  different  trades,  but 
solely  for  the  benefit  of  the  unions  and  of  their  relatively  small 
membership." 

"Did  you  notice,  by  the  way,"  asked  the  Historian,  "that  Dean  Inge, 
at  a  recent  meeting  of  the  People's  League  in  London,  is  reported  to 
have  said  that  he  was  not  hostile  to  trade  unions,  but  that  they  had 


198          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

become  'huge  capitalistic  concerns  which  were  engaged  in  financing  raids 
upon  the  people'  ?  He  went  on  to  say  that  'with  them  it  is  not  a  struggle 
between  rich  and  poor;  it  is  open  brigandage  against  the  community. 
They  are  a  new  privileged  class,  determined  that  those  privileges  shall 
not  go  outside  themselves.  They  are  shutting  down  employment,  not 
only  against  discharged  soldiers,  but  wounded  men.' " 

"I  am  glad  he  said  it,"  responded  the  Sage.  "The  Church  has 
been  characteristically  sentimental  and  weak  in  its  attitude  toward  labour 
— full  of  fancies  and  notions,  and  hopelessly  devoid  of  insight.  If  Inge 
is  waking  up,  he  may  wake  up  others.  I  know  a  clergyman  in  this 
country  who  is  famous  for  his  supposed  sympathy  for  the  poor,  but  who 
never  enters  a  working  man's  house  if  he  can  avoid  it,  because  he  declares 
that  it  makes  him  ill :  he  cannot  stand  the  sight  of  poverty ;  it  lacerates  his 
feelings.  The  explanation  is  that  his  idol  is  his  own  comfort.  He 
loves  luxury,  and  beautiful  and  costly  surroundings.  He  has  the  most 
intense  horror  of  poverty  for  himself.  He  sees  it  in  terms  of  horror. 
A  curious  interpretation,  if  it  be  one,  of  Christ's  attitude  toward  it!" 

"What  will  be  the  outcome  of  it  all?"  asked  the  Youth,  rather 
dejectedly.  "I  am  beginning  to  wish  that  I  were  old  instead  of  young, 
because  if  heaven  amount  to  anything  at  all,  it  must  be  preferable  to 
the  everlasting  mix-up  on  earth." 

We  were  distinctly  amused.  The  Youth  saw  himself  dealing  single- 
handed  with  all  these  problems,  the  rest  of  us  comfortably  watching  him 
from  heaven.  Incidentally  it  was  a  compliment, — although,  for  that 
matter,  he  had  expressed  equal  confidence  about  his  own  destination. 

But  the  Sage  took  him  seriously.  "What  will  be  the  outcome?"  he 
repeated.  "Why,  the  world  will  become  so  tired  of  'the  intolerable 
burden  of  its  own  will'  (you  remember  that  phrase  of  St.  Bernard's?), 
that  it  will  appeal  at  last  to  whatever  gods  there  be  to  come  down  and 
govern  it.  Yes — it  will  appeal  long  and  often,  in  sore  distress  and  with 
bitter  wailing.  And  though  the  high  gods  will  not  come,  they  will  send ; 
and  later  they  will  come,  and  then,  as  I  said  before,  we  shall  have 
the  rule  of  the  Adept-Kings,  and  peace.  But  now,  with  most  men 
worshipping  nothing  but  their  own  wills,  and  incapable  of  seeing  that 
the  cause  of  all  their  misery  lies  in  that, — they  must  have  time  and 
more  time  in  which  to  pile  up  the  agony  of  their  discontent,  until 
discontent  with  circumstances  becomes  discontent  with  self,  and  discon- 
tent with  self  is  cast,  as  our  one  possession,  at  the  feet  of  God." 

There  was  a  movement  to  adjourn.  "Before  we  break  up,"  said  the 
Ancient,  "I  should  like  to  say  something  which  has  special  application 
to  students  of  Theosophy  in  Germany,  but  which  should  throw  some 
light  also,  I  think,  on  the  opportunity  and  responsibility  of  members  of 
the  Society  everywhere.  ...  A  French  newspaper  correspondent, 
after  visiting  Berlin,  reports  that  an  unusually  enlightened  German,  an 
artist,  remarked  to  him :  'We  still  live  enchained  by  the  falsities  of  the 
past.  We  are  incapable  of  judging  this  past  or  of  conceiving  of  a  future 
different  from  it.  We  must  put  ourselves  in  the  school  of  life's  realities.' 


ON    THE   SCREEN    OF   TIME  199 

"There,  clearly  set  forth,  is  a  function  which  students  of  Theosophy 
in  Germany  ought  to  be  able  to  perform.  They  ought  to  be  able  to  see 
and  to  understand  thoroughly  the  mistakes  their  people  have  made ;  the 
cause  of  those  mistakes;  the  deeply-seated  wickedness  which  is  that 
cause,  and,  seeing  these  things  from  the  very  beginning  of  the  war,  they 
ought  to-day  to  be  leading  their  nation  in  insight  and  in  right  revolt 
against  the  German  past.  Looking  back  over  fifty  years,  they  should 
be  able  to  see  the  development  of  all  those  tendencies  in  their  people 
which  culminated  in  the  immoral  savagery  with  which  Germany  let  loose 
and  conducted  her  war  for  world  dominion.  They  have  no  excuse  for 
ignorance.  The  QUARTERLY  has  told  them  all  they  need  to  know, — 
though  they  should  have  known  it  even  without  the  help  of  the 
QUARTERLY,  just  from  an  understanding  of  theosophical  principles. 
It  is  the  opportunity  of  their  lives.  More  important  than  that,  it  is  the 
supreme  opportunity,  through  them,  of  Theosophy  in  Germany.  If, 
even  to-day,  they  are  unable  to  see  the  truth,  and  their  duty;  if,  for 
instance,  the  German  artist  I  have  quoted  sees  more  clearly  than  they 
do, — must  it  not  follow  that  they  have  never  understood  the  elements 
of  Theosophy  and,  for  that  reason,  have  never,  in  the  real  sense,  been 
members  of  the  Society?  What  a  chance  they  have!  What  endless 
good  they  might  do!  A  brave  declaration  of  principles;  a  fearless 
insistence  that  sin  must  be  expiated,  that  obedience  to  divine  law  is  the 
only  salvation  for  nations  as  for  individuals, — would  make  of  them  the 
leaven  which  might  rouse  the  deadened  conscience  of  thousands  of  their 
people." 

"But  suppose  they  do  not  understand?"  the  Objector  questioned. 

The  Youth  answered.  "There  are  many  things  which  I  do  not 
understand,"  he  said.  "But  I  have  learned  that  faith  will  sometimes 
see  one  through  when  understanding  fails.  Students  of  Theosophy  in 
Germany,  whether  members  or  not,  can  never  say  that  they  lacked 
leadership  when  their  test  came.  They  might  have  had  faith  enough 
in  certain  writers  for  the  QUARTERLY,  whom  they  knew  as  old  and  tried 
members  and  as  pupils  of  Mr.  Judge,  to  have  lifted  them  over  the  pitfall 
of  racial  prejudice  and  to  have  given  them  all  the  light  they  needed. 
If  they  fail,  it  will  be  due  quite  as  much  to  lack  of  faith  as  to  lack  of 
understanding.  And  it  need  not  have  been  blind  faith  either.  A  young 
and  inexperienced  doctor  does  not  feel  humiliated  but  thankful  when, 
bewildered  by  symptoms,  the  root  condition  is  pointed  out  to  him  by 
some  old  consultant." 

"You  are  right,"  said  the  Sage.  "But  you  presuppose  a  one-pointed 
desire  for  the  truth,  regardless  of  consequences  to  self,  and  regardless 
also  of  pride,  prejudice,  and  preconception." 

"I  know  I  do,"  the  Youth  answered.  "But  allowing  for  the  initial 
impulse  of  such  lower  motives,  surely,  once  we  recognise  our  mistakes, 
it  is  altogether  contemptible  to  be  unwilling  to  admit  them." 

"It  is,"  said  the  Sage.    And  thereupon  the  meeting  adjourned. 

T. 


LETTERS  TO  STUDENTS 

September  17th,  1910 


DEAR  

Please  let  me  begin  with  what  I  fear  is  my  usual  apology  for 
writing  to  you  on  the  type-writer  and  for  the  delay  in  replying.  It  is 
the  truth,  however,  that  I  have  been  exceptionally  busy  all  this  summer, 
so  much  so  that  I  have  been  unable  to  get  away  at  all  and  I  do  not 
know  when  the  pressure  will  let  up. 

I  should  like  to  begin  by  commenting  on  a  purely  incidental  point 
in  your  letter.  You  speak  of  the  appalling  amount  of  misery  which  one 
sees  around  one.  Yes,  there  is  an  appalling  amount  of  misery  in  the 
world,  but  we  can  err  in  our  attitude  toward  it  if  we  are  not  careful. 
We  should  never  forget  that  it  is  put  there  deliberately  by  the  great  and 
loving  powers  of  the  universe  for  the  good  which  it  does.  We  should 
look  upon  it  as  we  do  upon  the  pain  which  a  surgeon  inflicts  when 
performing  a  necessary  operation.  It  is  deplorable,  it  wrings  our  hearts, 
but  we  would  not  have  it  otherwise,  and  above  all,  we  must  not  let  our 
sympathy  for  the  patient  in  any  way  whatever  prevent  his  getting  the 
good  of  the  operation.  We  have  a  righteous  contempt  for  the  person 
who  is  so  sentimental  that  he  cannot  stand  the  sight  of  suffering  and 
can  be  of  no  use  in  a  sick  room.  So  we  must  not  let  this  idea  of  the 
suffering  in  the  world  shake  our  calm;  disturb  our  ability  to  do  what 
we  can  to  correct  it. 

The  old  saying  that  whom  the  gods  love  dies  young,  can  be  para- 
phrased in  occultism  by  whom  the  gods  help  most,  suffers  most.  We 
ought  not  to  wish  it  otherwise  if  we  could.  And  the  fact  that  much 
of  this  suffering  seems  to  us  useless  because  of  the  ignorance  of  the 
sufferers,  arises  from  our  ignorance,  from  our  limited  point  of  view. 

It  is  appalling  to  think  how  little  we  can  do  to  help  all  this,  and 
that,  I  think,  is  the  reason  why  we  ourselves  should  try  so  hard  to  grow 
to  a  point  where  our  force  and  knowledge  and  power  will  be  a  great 
influence  for  good.  Therefore  let  this  idea  of  the  suffering  in  the  world 
be  a  constant  stimulus  to  us;  let  it  fill  our  hearts  so  full  of  a  burning 
desire  to  help  that  it  will  burst  the  trammels  of  our  natures  and  remove 
the  restrictions  which  are  now  limiting  our  powers  of  usefulness.  Unless 
we  do  use  the  feelings  which  the  contemplation  of  suffering  gives  rise  to 
in  some  such  way  as  this,  I  think  we  waste  much  power  in  a  meaningless 
and  sentimental  sympathy. 

I  should  like  to  take  immediate  exception  to  your  statement  that 
you  cannot  in  this  life  or  in  many  lives  hope  to  become  a  chela,  still  less 
an  adept.  Please  pardon  me  if  I  flatly  contradict  you.  You  can  become 
a  chela  in  this  life,  and  you  should  try  to  do  so.  You,  for  all  I  know, 
may  be  able  to  become  an  adept  in  this  life  also.  Both  things  are 
possible  and  no  one  who  is  not  familiar  with  the  accumulated  Karma 
of  your  past  can  possibly  tell  whether  you  can  do  these  things  or  not. 
For  all  you  know  you  may  have  almost  reached  chelahood  in  the  past; 


zoo 


LETTERS    TO    STUDENTS  201 

there  may  be  only  one  small  obstacle  keeping  you  back  from  a  complete 
realization  of  your  hopes,  and  that  obstacle  may  melt  away  and  be 
eliminated  by  the  next  effort  of  will  which  you  are  called  upon  to  make. 
It  is  more  likely  that  you  have  much  still  to  overcome,  many  powers 
to  acquire;  but  there  is  no  reason  to  suppose  that  you  cannot  overcome 
these  faults,  cannot  acquire  these  powers  in  this  life.  On  the  contrary, 
you  should  always  assume  that  you  can  and  that  you  will.  You  should 
act  from  moment  to  moment  as  if  the  very  next  moment  would  see  you 
standing  in  the  presence  of  the  Master,  to  receive  his  congratulations 
upon  the  successful  accomplishment  of  your  age-long  task.  You  cannot 
tell,  and  it  would  not  be  well  for  you  to  know.  It  may  come  in  this 
next  minute,  in  a  week,  a  year,  ten  years,  ten  lives;  but  what  difference 
does  it  make.  Always  assume  that  it  is  going  to  be  very  soon,  and  live 
in  that  thought  and  from  that  point  of  view.  Otherwise  you  will  never 
be  ready.  Remember  that  the  way  to  become  a  chela  is  to  act  as  if  you 
already  were  one. 

You  answer  your  own  question  about  killing  the  lunar  body.  It  is 
the  body  of  desire  which  we  build  up  gradually  by  our  low  desires. 
We  must  not  only  stop  having  these  desires,  which  is  what  is  meant  by 
cleaning  the  mind  and  heart,  but  we  must  actually  destroy  the  body 
which  our  old  desires  have  created.  Fortunately  for  us,  this  killing  of 
the  desire  body  is  done  automatically.  It  goes  on  as  we  transmute  the 
substance  of  the  lunar  body,  and  that  is  done  by  living  the  life  faithfully 
and  consciously  as  we  all  know  very  well  how  to  do. 

With  kindest  regards,  I  am, 

Very  sincerely  yours, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 

November  26th,  1910 
DEAR 

I  was  much  interested  in  your  letter  of  the  llth.  As  usual,  you 
suggest  the  answers  to  your  own  questions,  which  is  as  it  should  be, 
for  we  never  really  acquire  knowledge  from  another.  We  must  work 
it  all  out  for  ourselves.  Another  may  confirm  a  belief,  or  may  suggest 
a  side  issue  which  was  overlooked  by  the  querent ;  but  we  are  all  incapable 
of  understanding  anything  until  we  are  that  thing  in  our  own  lives. 

Just  one  word  about  meditation.  Do  not  forget  that  the  personality 
cannot  meditate.  It  is  only  the  soul.  We  should  keep  this  idea  in  the 
mind,  or  in  the  consciousness,  when  we  try  to  meditate;  we  should 
deliberately  try  to  do  it  with  the  highest  part  of  us  which  we  can  reach 
up  to.  If  we  do  not  try  some  such  method,  we  shall  pass  the  time  of 
meditation  in  more  or  less  badly  controlled  mental  activity.  It  is  of 
course  the  mind  which  interferes  with  us  in  meditation.  "The  mind  is 
the  slayer  of  the  real."  The  disciple  must  learn  to  "slay  the  slayer." 
And  the  way  to  do  this  is,  as  a  rule,  not  to  face  it  and  try  to  dominate 
it,  but  to  slide  past  and  ignore  it. 

With  reference  to  your  question  about  Karma.    It  is  instant  in  the 


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sense  that  the  minute  we  commit  some  fault  or  break  some  law,  the 
readjusting  force  begins  to  act.  If  we  eat  imprudently,  we  instantly 
engage  the  forces  needed  to  digest  the  difficult  food.  We  may  have 
enough  of  such  force  to  digest  that  food  that  time,  and  many  other  times, 
but  we  have  used  up  that  force  nevertheless,  and  the  time  will  come 
when  it  is  all  used  up  and  we  begin  to  suffer  from  indigestion.  It  would 
be  quite  incorrect  in  one  sense  to  say  that  Karma  only  began  to  act  in 
this  matter  when  we  began  to  suffer,  and  yet  that  is  the  usual  way  of 
referring  to  it.  It  is  obviously  at  every  instant  that  we  violate  the  laws 
of  the  universe,  that  the  opposing  force  begins  to  act;  but  it  depends 
upon  countless  circumstances  when  that  opposing  force  will  work  out 
in  some  observable  way.  It  may  be  in  a  few  minutes,  or  not  for  many 
lives;  but  in  either  case  it  began  on  the  instant  and  worked  ceaselessly 
until  the  cause  was  exhausted.  Often  it  will  never  work  out  on  the 
physical  plane,  but  will  be  neutralized  by  some  opposing  force  on  the 
inner  planes,  just  as,  in  the  homely  illustration  I  have  used,  it  will  be 
possible,  by  exercise  and  outdoor  work,  to  neutralize  the  harm  of 
improper  eating.  But  we  had  to  work  off  the  harm  just  the  same.  My 
illustration  is  faulty,  as  are  most  illustrations,  because  we  have  left  out 
the  moral  question  involved;  but  the  same  law  works  there. 

I  must  stop  now  and  go  out,  so  please  pardon  an  abrupt  ending 
of  my  letter. 

With  kindest  regards,  I  am,  Sincerely, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 

May  28th,  1911 
PEAR 

******** 

I  wonder  whether  you  have  realized  while  reading  this,  that  the 
train  of  thought  which  prompted  it  all  is  the  conviction  that  this  is  not 
the  first  time  we  have  been  associated  together,  have  worked  together 
in  the  only  kind  of  work  that  makes  life  worth  living?  For  it  is  so, 
I  am  sure. 

I  do  not  mean  in  what  I  have  said  above,  to  limit  your  connection 
with  the  present  work  to  me  in  any  way.  I  have  no  doubt  that  you  are 
quite  as  closely  connected  with  several  of  the  others  as  you  are  with 
me,  and  I  am  by  no  means  certain  that  such  connection  may  not  be  even 
more  intimate  with  some  of  the  others ;  but  the  fact  that  we  have  worked 
directly  has  tended  to  bring  that  side  of  it  out  first. 

All  of  which  is  useful  only  if  it  has  something  in  it  of  inspiration 
for  the  future,  as  I  believe  it  has.  I  know  of  no  stimulus  equal  to  the 
knowledge  of  a  long  line  of  similar  efforts,  of  no  tie  equal  to  that  based 
upon  relations  which  go  back  several  incarnations,  of  no  inspiration 
greater  than  the  consciousness  that  what  we  are  doing  now  is  what  we 
have  been  trying  to  do  for  five  thousand  years  and  is  what  we  shall  be 
doing  for  the  next  millennium.  .  .  . 

Sincerely, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 


DEAR 


LETTERS   TO    STUDENTS  203 

November  7th,  1911 


There  are  two  general  types  of  disciples:  monks  and  knights  (with 
of  course  their  feminine  counterparts).  We  have  all  had  incarnations 
during  which  we  developed  the  qualities  essential  to  one  or  the  other 
of  these  two  types,  and  we  have  had  many  incarnations  of  each.  Not 
all  of  the  members  of  the  T.  S.  of  course.  I  am  speaking  of  the  "flowers 
of  the  flock."  The  work  of  self-development,  when  in  either  kind  of 
incarnation,  has  of  course  been  greatly  hampered  by  lack  of  consciousness 
of  what  we  really  were,  and  were  trying  to  do.  This  is  particularly  the 
case  when  we  have  incarnated  for  a  knightly  incarnation,  for  the  calls 
of  the  world  pull  more  heavily  in  such  an  environment.  It  is  a  sacrifice 
we  have  often  made  deliberately  because  the  world  needed  that  kind  of 
work  at  that  time. 

This  time  we  are  not  monks  and  nuns,  but  the  trend  of  the  incar- 
nation, for  all  of  us,  is  in  the  purely  devotional  direction,  with  the  very 
important  difference  from  ordinary  times  that  we  know  what  we  are 
about.  This  is  the  great  work  which  the  survival  of  the  Movement 
has  made  possible.  For  the  first  time  in  history  it  is  possible  to  try  to 
amalgamate  the  militant  with  the  purely  devotional  ideal,  and  to  create 
in  the  world  a  body  of  people  more  like  the  old  military  orders  of 
monks,  which  were  attempts  to  establish  a  real  ideal.  We  must  com- 
bine in  our  persons  the  devotion,  self-sacrifice  and  self-surrender  of  the 
monk,  with  the  fighting  qualities,  courage  and  hardihood  of  the  knight, 
both  to  be  tempered  by  gentleness,  courtesy,  and  the  dignity  which  comes 
from  a  consciousness  that  we  are  the  servants  and  warriors  of  the  Master. 
Is  it  not  an  inspiring  and  an  appealing  ideal? 

The  regeneration  of  the  western  world  and  the  success  of  Christianity 
itself  are  wrapped  up  in  our  ability  to  make  this  ideal  live  in  our  hearts 
and  become  externalized  in  our  actions  and  our  lives.  It  is  a  trumpet 
call  to  battle  which  should  appeal  to  the  highest  and  the  best  which  is  in 
each  one  of  us. 

With  kindest  regards,  I  am 

Very  sincerely  yours, 

C.  A.  GRISCOM. 

P.  S.  This  letter  is  written  from  the  masculine  point  of  view.  A 
woman  should  not,  of  course,  try  to  develop  in  herself  the  masculine 
qualities  of  knighthood.  A  queen  of  chivalry  is  more  the  ideal  which 
would  correspond  to  the  knightly  ideal :  gentleness,  courtesy  and  dignity 
of  course;  courage,  yes,  but  also  sweetness,  femininity, — the  power  to 
inspire  the  knight,  to  give  him  his  high  ideal. 


Living  Bayonets,  by  Coningsby  Dawson,  published  by  John  Lane. — The  books 
by  this  author  have  always  been  reviewed  in  the  QUARTERLY,  so  that  extensive 
notice  of  this  one  would  entail  too  much  of  repetition.  We  can  only  comment 
again  on  the  splendid  spirit  and  vitality  of  the  man  as  shown  in  his  letters, — this 
book  being,  in  the  style  of  Carry  On,  letters  sent  his  family  from  the  front.  Many 
of  us  have  found  no  books,  in  English,  written  on  the  war  as  satisfactory  as  these. 
They  express  the  high  water  mark  of  the  Englishman's  splendid  sense  of  good 
sport,  of  honour,  of  responsibility;  courage,  cheerfulness,  a  high  ideal  of  duty. 

I  was  amazed  one  day  to  hear  them  characterized  as  "sentimental,"  and  I 
wondered  (though  I  really  should  have  spared  myself  the  pains)  if  the  critic  had 
the  least  conception  of  the  way  he  illustrated  a  certain  phase  of  American  cheapness. 

There  is  a  deepening  of  tone  in  this  book.  One  sees  the  maturing  effect  of 
war  experience.  The  indulgence  for  the  Hun  has  passed :  he  can  no  longer  be  con- 
sidered as  an  "enemy,"  and  therefore  entitled  to  all  the  courtesies  of  war.  He 
has  proved  himself  a  horror  in  the  world,  something  to  be  exterminated.  "After 
four  years  of  gallant  smiling,"  Lieutenant  Dawson  writes  in  well  turned  phrase, 
"our  soldiers  have  attained  a  righteous  anger — a  determination  to  exact  a  just 
revenge.  They  no  longer  make  lenient  discriminations  between  Germany  and  her 
rulers.  They  know  now  that  the  breath  of  every  individual  German  is  tainted 
with  the  odour  of  carnage."  It  took  England  long  to  learn  that  lesson — it  goes 
against  the  English  grain: — pray  heaven  it  may  take  her  longer  to  forget  it. 
America,  save  in  isolated  instances,  has  not  learned  it  at  all ;  the  commercial 
instinct  is  too  strong,  the  love  of  pleasure  stronger  still. 

These  are  the  closing  lines  of  the  book  (if  only  they  could  be  read  by  people 
in  high  places  here,  without  deaf  ears!)  :  "If  at  the  first  whimpering  our  hearts 
are  touched  and  we  allow  the  evil  to  escape  its  punishment,  it  will  sneak  off  with  a 
cunning  leer  about  its  mouth  to  lick  its  wounds  into  health  that  it  may  take  a 
future  generation  unawares.  Mercy  at  this  juncture  would  be  spiritual  slovenliness. 
God  has  given  the  Allies  a  task  to  accomplish;  He  has  made  us  His  avengers  that, 
when  our  work  is  ended,  He  may  create  a  new  heaven  and  earth."  In  that  light, 
how  does  the  armistice  appear,  or  the  abortive  "peace"?  A  new  heaven  and  earth 
of  God's  creating,  and  in  place  of  that  we  chose — Bolshevism!  Barabbas  for  the 
Christ  again.  Only  he  who  loses  his  life  can  save  it.  Some  of  the  soldiers  learned 
this  lesson,  the  foundation  of  Christianity,  of  Occultism,  of  life;  the  politicians, — 
never ! 

There  is  another  aspect  of  these  books  of  great  interest  to  all  students  of 
Theosophy,  the  religious  aspect,  and  the  way  the  subject  of  religion  is  approached. 
It  is  sincere,  ever-present,  reverent,  almost  devout.  There  is  no  doubt  that  the 
young  man  is  a  "believer";  that  his  faith  sustained  and  strengthened  him  in  what 
he  had  to  endure.  But,  I  was  going  to  say,  that  is  the  amazing  part  of  it — a  faith 
so  abstract,  so  nebulous!  A  Law,  a  Principle,  "a  divine,  far  off  event," — one 
wonders  how  terror  and  thirst  and  carnage  and  wounds  were  endured  on  meta- 
physics. Honour  indeed  to  those  who  stood  the  test.  But  it  is  not  strange  that 
many  did  not,  and  wandered  into  the  hands  of  the  Catholic  priests  who  gave  them 
warmth  and  substance  with  which  to  meet  the  agony  of  their  days.  The  Catholic 
has  always  brought  this  reproach  against  the  Protestant,  and  rightly.  The  Catholic 

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REVIEWS  205 

is  human  in  his  faith,  and  in  his  recognition  of  human  needs.  The  Protestant  is 
too  detached,  too  angelic;  faith  and  daily  living  are  too  far  separated.  God,  as 
an  all  pervading  spirit,  is  too  far  away  for  simple  homely  needs,  or  for  times  of 
bitter  pain;  and,  as  a  result,  faith  and  practice  are  too  often  widely  different. 
Yet  those  who  can  find  sustenance  in  that  rarefied  atmosphere,  do  well.  Theosophy, 
combining  both,  offers  the  solution.  A  marked  contrast  to  this  detached  religious 
outlook  is  found  in  many  of  the  French  books  on  the  war, — and  Lieutenant  Dawson 
does  not  understand  the  French,  for  all  his  admiration  of  them. 

There  is  one  thing  that  jars,  and  jars  in  all  the  Dawson  books — their  unreserve, 
the  extent  to  which  the  general  public  is  taken  into  the  intimacies  of  private  and 
domestic  life.  That  is  a  serious  flaw  in  taste;  but  otherwise  one  can  find  only 
praise  and  gratitude.  G. 

Patriotism  and  Religion,  by  Shailer  Matthews,  Dean  of  the  Divinity  School, 
Chicago,  published  by  The  Macmillan  Company,  $1.25;  Christian  Internationalism, 
by  William  P.  Merrill,  published  by  The  Macmillan  Company,  $1.50. 

Professor  Matthews'  book  is  the  less  provocative  of  the  two.  It  is  a  sincere 
attempt  to  bring  Patriotism  and  Religion  together, — an  achievement  singularly  diffi- 
cult (and  with  reason)  for  the  modern  and  "democratic"  mind.  He  shares  the 
wide-spread  feeling  that:  "This  passion  of  service,  this  readiness  to  sacrifice  health 
and  life  for  national  ideals — what  is  it  but  a  counterpart  of  religion?"  (p.  5); 
he  sees  also  that:  "Patriotism  and  religion  alike  are  the  expression  of  a  nation's 
inner  life.  If  the  morale  of  an  army  is  a  key  to  victory  or  defeat,  the  national 
soul  is  the  explanation  of  national  futures  and  international  struggles"  (p.  6). 

But,  "patriotism  and  religion  are  both  the  product  of  social  history."  .  .  . 
"Only  where  the  spirit  of  democracy  is  working  is  there  creative  religious 
thinking.  Only  there  is  the  union  of  patriotism,  and  the  religion  of  to-morrow. 
For  in  democracy  alone  can  the  immanence  of  God  be  expressed  in  the  terms  of 
human  experience"  (p.  32).  These  are  indeed  startling  statements  emanating 
from  a  divinity  school. 

The  Reverend  Mr.  Merrill,  a  prominent  Presbyterian,  who  went  to  the  Peace 
Conference  at  Constance  in  1914,  exalts  his  concept  of  democracy  in  a  kindred 
field,  and  maintains  that  this  divine  righteousness  of  democracy,  as  we  might  call 
it,  is  the  only  practical  basis  of  right  national  relationships.  "The  man  cannot  be 
wholly  Christian,"  he  premises,  "until  the  world  in  which  he  lives  is  subject  to 
the  rule  of  Christ"  (p.  13).  Epictetus,  a  "heathen,"  knew  better  than  that!  It 
naturally  follows :  "Now  this  matter  of  democracy  is  a  sacred  matter.  We  come 
nearer  to  the  rule  of  God  and  the  will  of  God  through  ascertaining  the  will  of 
the  people  and  trusting  the  rule  of  the  people  than  in  any  other  way"  (p.  72). 
"Certainly  we  never  hear  vox  dei  more  surely  than  when  it  speaks  through  vox 
populi.  A  real  democracy  would  be  the  best  expression  we  could  get  of  the  rule 
of  God  on  earth.  .  .  .  Religion  flourishes  best  when  democracy  is  purest" 
(p.  73). 

These  statements,  from  two  such  well-known  writers,  actually  form  the 
intellectual  basis  for  religion,  for  patriotism,  and  for  international  relationships, 
in  the  minds  of  perhaps  the  majority  to-day.  Mr.  Merrill's  book  particularly, 
which  is  clearly,  succinctly,  and  popularly  written,  expresses  the  thoughts  one 
sees  reflected  in  the  daily  papers,  and  interprets  the  average  mind.  Democracy, 
for  the  majority,  has  become  a  symbol  for  the  millennium,  just  as  the  League 
of  Nations  is  a  poor,  perverted  vision  of  the  Kingdom  of  Christ.  These  repre- 
sentative Christian  writers  are  seeking  a  remedy  for  the  evils  in  the  world;  and 
they  turn  to  fallen  human  nature,  grown  self-conscious  and  with  the  added 
power  of  a  more  or  less  united  voice — the  ballot  and  the  press — to  redeem  its 
own  failures.  They  never  suggest  turning  to  the  Master. 

Mr.  Merrill  inverts  the  true  principles  of  life  in  almost  every  conception 
of  his  book.  It  is  not  merely  that  he  seeks  the  will  of  God  in  the  ballot,  and  not 


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in  the  heart,  where  the  Master  said  the  kingdom  was  to  be  established,  but  he 
states  that  "the  cause  of  the  people  is  the  cause  of  God,  and  leads  directly  on  to 
the  establishment  of  an  international  order"  (p.  182).  Mr.  Merrill  seems  to  mean 
that  he  feels  he  would  be  doing  God's  will  if  he  carried  out  the  mandates  of  the 
people.  But  his  own  conscience  belies  him  when  he  criticises  the  Russian  bolshe- 
viki,  because  his  conscience  will  not  let  him,  apparently,  accept  their  recent 
fratricidal  self-determinism  as  the  will  of  God.  Nor  does  he  believe  that  the 
manifest  unity  of  the  German  people  in  wrongdoing  was  the  will  of  God,  because 
he  condemns  Germany's  conduct  of  the  War.  His  typical  argument  that  God's 
voice  is  most  surely  heard  in  the  will  of  the  majority  certainly  fails,  for  sheer 
lack  of  numbers,  to  support  his  own  thesis  that  what  the  world  wants  most  to-day, 
what  lies  nearest  to  the  hearts  of  the  people  of  the  whole  world,  is  a  League 
of  Nations,  founded  on  his  Christian  democracy.  For  one  thing,  the  Turks  and 
Germans  seek  to  enter  the  League.  Nor  does  he  face  the  issue  that  on  his  own 
premises,  God's  will  is  limited  to  the  intelligence,  education  and  integrity  of  the 
average,  which  is  not  even  a  high  standard  from  the  ordinary  point  of  view. 
There  is  the  added  difficulty,  that  as  the  desires  of  different  majorities  in  different 
countries  are  diametrically  opposed,  therefore,  apparently,  God's  will  is  pitted 
against  itself — which  Christ  disproved.  Christ  did  not  say  that  we  should  go  to 
the  people  for  the  will  of  God,  but  said  that  those  who  knew  him,  knew  the  Father. 

Thinking  founded  on  what  seems  to  us  to  be  a  complete  lack  of  logic,  and 
based  on  what  appear  as  inversions  of  true  principle,  cannot  carry  conviction  even 
when  certain  conclusions  are  unequivocal.  Thus,  when  Professor  Matthews  divides 
patriotism  into  two  kinds — that  of  democracy  and  that  of  autocracy,  or  Allied  and 
German  respectively — and  then  deduces  that  the  Allies  should  fight  the  Germans 
because  "love  has  stern  duties  just  because  it  is  love;  not  to  fulfil  these  duties  is 
injustice  to  the  victims  of  organized  injustice"  (p.  144), — the  reader  feels  that 
he  has  been  trapped,  unless  he  happen  to  have  a  modern  mind. 

Both  books  deserve  the  attention  of  QUARTERLY  readers  if  they  wish  to  see 
what  many  to-day  are  thinking,  and  how  they  succeed  in  doing  it. 

MARION  HALE. 

Personal  Christianity:  A  Science,  being  the  doctrines  of  Jacob  Boehme,  the 
"God-taught  philosopher,"  with  an  Introduction  and  Notes  by  Dr.  Franz  Hart- 
mann,  is  republished  by  the  Macoy  Publishing  Company,  New  York,  with  a 
Preface  by  B.  Harding. 

We  notice  that  the  writer  of  the  Preface,  a  friend  and  associate  of  many 
years  ago,  is  entered  as  owner  of  the  copyright.  The  probability  is,  therefore, 
that  he  is  responsible  for  this  republication, — a  valuable  contribution  to  the  literature 
oi  the  theosophical  movement,  for  which  we  owe  him  congratulations  and  thanks. 

Boehme  declared,  in  1624,  as  Mr.  Harding  reminds  us,  that  his  writings,  after 
being  rejected  by  his  fatherland,  would  "in  future  days  joyfully  be  taken  up  by 
foreign  nations."  To  say  that  his  prophecy  has  already  been  fulfilled  might  seem 
to  suggest  that  he  is  popular.  And  he  is  not.  We  doubt  if  he  ever  will  be.  He 
is  difficult  to  read.  But  he  was  among  the  first  to  attempt  a  theosophic  interpre- 
tation of  Christian  symbolism.  There  is  much  in  his  writing  that  is  truly  inspired. 
It  is  recorded  of  Charles  I.  of  England  that,  after  reading  a  translation  of  Boehme's 
"Answers  to  Forty  Questions,"  he  exclaimed:  "God  be  praised  that  there  are  still 
men  in  existence  who  are  able  to  give  from  their  own  experience  a  living  testimony 
of  God  and  His  Word."  Claude  de  Saint  Martin  had  the  highest  opinion  of  him, 
writing  to  Kirchberger, — "I  am  not  worthy  to  unloose  the  shoestrings  of  that 
wonderful  man."  Students  of  Theosophy,  not  already  familiar  with  Boehme's 
writings,  can  appraise  his  spirit  and  method  by  this  passage  from  his  Six  Points: 
"Our  whole  doctrine  is  nothing  else  but  an  instruction  to  show  how  man  may  create 
a  Kingdom  of  light  within  himself.  ...  He  in  whom  this  spring  of  divine  power 
flows,  carries  within  himself  the  divine  image  and  the  celestial  substantiality.  In 
him  is  Jesus  born  from  the  Virgin,  and  he  will  not  die  in  eternity."  E.  T.  H. 


ANSWERS 


QUESTION  No.  237.— We  hear  much  to-day  of  "Internationalism"  and  "Leagues 
of  Peace"  that,  after  the  war,  are  to  break  down  the  "barriers"  between  nations 
and  make  of  all  mankind  one  diznsionless  brotherhood.  What  is  a  nation  in  the 
real  world  as — let  us  say — the  Lodge  sees  it,  and  what  should  be  its  true  functions? 
Can  illustrations  be  given  of  the  true  purpose,  functions,  and  destiny  of  existing 
nations? 

ANSWER. — "Internationalism"  and  "Leagues  of  Peace"  surely  must  be  included 
among  verbal  tokens:  they  have  their  value  just  as  money  and  cowrie  shells  have 
theirs.  But  until  the  spiritual  fact  of  Brotherhood  is  given  a  working  reality 
among  men,  the  divisions  between  the  nations  will  be  accentuated  by  every  increase 
in  material  efficiency  and  prosperity.  All  these  counters  have  their  value  in  the 
point  of  view  from  which  one  looks  at  them.  And  if  the  standard  is  that  of  self- 
seeking  and  material  prosperity,  there  will  always  be  barriers  between  man  and 
man,  and  between  nation  and  nation.  It  requires  the  sacrifice  of  self  in  obedience 
to  higher  motives  to  enable  a  nation  or  an  individual  to  enter  a  higher  world,  such 
as  that  in  which  the  Lodge  lives  and  works.  Consequently  the  Lodge  views  a 
nation,  surely,  as  the  result  and  effect  of  the  ideals  which  move  and  unite  it,  in 
place  of  the  interests  which  separate  it.  It  requires  more  knowledge  than  I 
possess  to  give  such  illustrations,  but  the  student  of  history  can  estimate  what 
ideals  of  devotion  and  self-sacrifice  the  nations  have  arisen  with  and  striven  for. 

A.  K. 

ANSWER. — What  a  nation  is  in  the  real  world — "as  the  Lodge  sees  it" — I  do 
not  know,  but  I  will  mention  what  I  think  about  it. 

As  the  real  world  is  within  or  hid  in  the  physical  world,  and  as  the  real  man 
is  within  or  hid  in  the  physical  man,  so  the  real  nations  are  within  or  hid  in  the 
nations  of  the  material  world,  the  physical  being  the  gross  counterpart  of  the  real. 

And  as  there  is  an  individuality  or  soul  for  each  personality,  so  there  is  an 
individuality  or  soul  for  each  nation.  This  latter  individuality  is  one  in  many, 
a  collective  soul,  consisting  of  all  souls  engaged  in  incarnation  in  that  nation. 
And  in  addition  to  the  soul  there  is,  in  the  real  world,  for  each  personality,  and 
for  each  nation,  a  Guardian  Angel,  who  is  ministering  to  the  needs  of  the  soul 
according  to  the  will  of  the  presiding  Deity.  It  is  this  Deity,  the  Superintendent 
of  all  evolution,  who  by  His  ministers,  the  Guardians  and  Masters  and  Members 
of  the  Lodge — and  according  to  the  Great  Law  or  Karma — is  dividing  mankind 
in  races,  tribes,  nations,  families  and  personalities,  in  order  to  provide  such  circum- 
stances, opportunities  and  responsibilities  as  are  necessary  and  most  promote  the 
purpose  of  the  soul,  whether  collective  or  separate. 

And  as  a  queen-bee  leaves  one  hive,  followed  by  many  of  her  nation,  settles 
in  another  place  and  forms  a  new  hive,  a  new  bee-nation,  so  one  part  of  a  nation 
may  declare  its  independence  and  form  a  new  nation,  a  small  one  maybe,  but  all 
the  same  a  nation.  But  the  declaration  of  independence  has  already  been  settled 
in  the  real  world,  or  else  it  could  never  have  come  to  pass.  Even  a  single  person- 


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ality  cannot  alter  his  nationality  unless  it  has,  for  some  reason  or  purpose, 
been  approved  in  the  real  world.  Remember  that  "the  hairs  of  your  head  are 
all  numbered." 

The  nations  are  different  fields  parcelled  out  in  families  and  their  members. 
In  due  time  and  season,  and  according  to  the  Law,  the  different  seeds  are  sown  in 
the  proper  soil  by  the  heavenly  husbandmen  in  order  to  bring  forth  fruit  abund- 
antly. The  crops  may  be  rich  or  poor,  or  there  may  be  no  crops  at  all,  according 
to  the  will  and  work  of  the  personality,  whose  purpose  it  is,  at  this  stage  of 
evolution,  to  develop  the  divine  power  of  discernment  between  good  and  evil, 
between  the  immortal  and  the  mortal,  and  of  its  own  free  will  to  choose  between 
the  misery  of  the  ephemeral  life  of  the  little  self,  wrapped  up  in  the  selfishness 
of  separate  existence,  and  the  bliss  of  immortal  life  in  union  with  all  other  selves 
in  the  One  Universal  Self.  And  the  means  to  attain  to  this  goal  are  the  repeated 
incarnations  of  the  individuality  under  different  circumstances  in  different  races, 
nations,  families,  castes,  and  among  people  of  different  creeds.  It  depends  on  the 
needs  of  the  soul,  and  the  fruit  brought  home  to  it  by  the  successive  personalities, 
if  a  new  personality  is  to  be  developed,  what  its  character  will  be,  and  in  what 
soil  its  seed  is  to  be  sown. 

"The  true  purpose,  functions  and  destiny  of  existing  nations"  seem  therefore 
to  be  to  serve  as  one  of  the  means  by  which  souls  are  unified,  thus  preparing 
mankind  for  the  realization  of  the  Universal  Brotherhood  on  earth.  And  at  the 
same  time  the  reincarnating  egos  are  again  and  again  offered  an  opportunity  to 
work  out  their  salvation,  or  to  seek  union  with  the  Over-Soul.  When  this  union 
is  perfect  the  egos  are  no  longer  bound  to  return  to  this  field  of  action,  but  can 
as  immortals  remain  forever  in  the  real  world.  T.  H.  K. 

ANSWER. — It  has  been  said  that  "a  true  individuality  is  the  complete  embodi- 
ment of  a  single  purpose."  This  must  be  as  true  of  a  nation  as  of  a  man,  and 
perhaps  we  can  get  light  on  the  true  function  of  a  nation  in  the  eyes  of  the 
Lodge  by  trying  to  imagine  the  true  function  of  an  individual  as  the  Lodge  sees 
it. 

It  may  help  with  the  parallel  to  remember  what  Mr.  Judge  says  of  each  one 
of  us  being  made  up  of  countless  "lives"  for  which  we  are  responsible.  Each 
atom  within  us  has  life  and  consciousness  of  its  own,  yet  each  of  us  feels  him- 
self to  be  one  and  has  no  desire  in  the  name  of  "brotherhood"  to  melt  his  person- 
ality into  a  conglomerate  mass  of  atoms  with  his  neighbors,  and  turn  mankind 
into  one  great  jelly-fish.  J.  M. 

QUESTION  No.  238. — Is  not  the  Karma  of  hopeless  insanity  very  hard  to  under- 
stand? We  know  that  the  Path  is  always  open  for  the  sinner  to  turn,  but  mental 
trouble  seems  like  a  door  shut  in  the  face. 

ANSWER. — It  would  be  impossible  to  understand  without  the  doctrine  of 
reincarnation.  Really  "hopeless"  insanity  with  no  lucid  intervals  means  the 
complete  withdrawal  of  the  soul  from  that  personality.  It  is  very  hard  on  those 
who  are  left  but  it  may  be  a  great  relief  to  a  soul  that  has  long  struggled  to 
maintain  a  slender  and  precarious  hold  on  an  untamed  and  abnormal  personality. 

T.  B. 


COMMENT 


JANUARY,  1920 

The  Theosophical  Society,  as  such,  is  not  responsible  for  any  opinion 
or  declaration  in  this  magazine,  by  whomsoever  expressed,  unless  con- 
tained in  an  official  document. 

THE  PURPOSE  AND  PRINCIPLES  OF  THE  THEOSOPHICAL  SOCIETY 

:T  is  wise  from  time  to  time  to  re-define  the  principles  and  purpose  of 
The  Theosophical  Society,  to  call  vividly  to  mind  our  methods  and 
ultimate  goal.  Two  sets  of  circumstances  have  recently  arisen,  which 

provide  a  natural  occasion  for  doing  this :  the  first  has  to  do  with  the 
great  war  and  Germany ;  the  second,  with  proposals  made  by  members  of 
the  Adyar  organization,  which  still  persists  in  calling  itself  a  Theosophical 
Society.  Before  we  try  to  follow  these  out  in  detail,  let  us  seek  to  reach 
a  general  view  of  the  true  purpose  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  its 
final  objective,  as  it  appears  to  us;  premising,  as  always,  that  The 
Theosophical  Society,  as  such,  is  in  no  way  bound  by  this  definition. 

The  Theosophical  Society  exists,  it  seems  to  us,  for  the  sake  of 
humanity,  and  in  particular  for  the  sake  of  the  soul,  the  spiritual 
principle,  in  humanity;  for  mankind's  immortal  potencies,  to  foster  and 
further  these.  Whatever  helps  the  spiritual  life  in  mankind,  or  in 
individual  men  and  women  and  children,  is,  for  that  reason,  entitled  to 
the  active  support  of  The  Theosophical  Society.  Whatever  hinders 
man's  spiritual  life  must,  for  the  same  reason,  be  an  object  of  attack. 
If,  then,  the  dogmatic  attitude  of  certain  religious  bodies  is  seen  to  fetter 
and  dwarf  the  souls  of  their  adherents,  this  dogmatism  must  be  actively 
assailed,  as  was  done  by  the  illustrious  author  of  Isis  Unveiled,  in 
what  was  the  first  book  of  the  present  epoch  of  the  Theosophical  move- 
ment. If  the  materialistic  attitude  of  Science,  or,  to  speak  more  truly, 
of  certain  purblind  followers  of  Science,  is  seen  to  deaden  the  soul,  to 
threaten  the  spiritual  intuitions  with  atrophy,  then  this  "scientific 
materialism,"  and  its  high-priests,  become  proper  targets  for  criticism 
by  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society;  not,  be  it  understood,  in  any 
personal  sense,  or  in  a  spirit  of  personal  resentment,  but  rather  on 
principle,  because  they  are  endangering  that  most  holy  thing,  the  spiritual 
welfare  of  mankind. 


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In  exactly  the  same  way,  and  for  exactly  the  same  reason,  if  a 
nation  like  Germany,  at  once  dogmatic,  in  the  narrowest  and  most 
obnoxious  sense — the  dogmatism  of  blind  and  swollen  vanity, — and 
intensely  materialistic,  should  plan,  as  Germany  did,  to  attack  and  stifle 
the  spiritual  life  of  other  nations,  and  ultimately  of  mankind,  it  becomes 
the  instant  and  imperative  duty  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  and  of 
its  members,  with  every  grain  of  spiritual  force  that  is  in  them,  to  resist 
that  attack  by  force,  and,  as  a  most  effective  means  of  resistance,  to 
make  clear  the  spiritual  menace  that  lies  in  that  attack,  and  the  funda- 
mental principle  of  evil  that  inspires  it. 

Exactly  this  was  done,  as  every  one  of  its  readers  is  well  aware, 
by  writers  in  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY,  accompanied  by  clear-cut 
corporate  action  at  our  Conventions.  It  was  done  as  a  matter  of 
principle,  of  imperative  moral  duty;  we  should  in  fact  have  forfeited 
our  right  to  call  ourselves  The  Theosophical  Society,  had  we  followed 
any  other  course.  We  have  assigned  to  us,  by  most  august  authorities, 
as  many  of  us  believe,  a  vital  duty,  the  duty  of  safeguarding  in  certain 
ways  the  immortal  interests  of  mankind,  and  we  have  done  our  best, 
and  shall,  in  the  future,  do  our  best  to  measure  up  to  that  high  respon- 
sibility. As  to  the  principle,  we  are  in  no  doubt  at  all.  Whatever 
makes  for  the  spiritual  well-being  of  mankind  is  imperatively  our  business, 
whether  it  lead  to  support  of  forces  of  good  or  to  active  resistance  to 
forces  of  evil. 

That  the  German  nation,  as  a  whole,  has  any  sense  at  all  of  the 
foulness  of  the  evil  which  it  planned  and  tried  to  carry  out,  there  is  not 
a  particle  of  evidence.  Should  it,  as  many  things  suggest,  determine 
to  continue,  as  a  nation,  in  the  same  path  of  evil,  merely  substituting 
treachery  and  hypocrisy  for  open  violence,  until  the  opportune  hour 
for  violence  once  more  arrives,  then  it  would  seem  that  Germany  will 
invite  and  evoke  the  fate  of  earlier  votaries  of  evil  among  the  nations, 
the  fate  of  ultimate  and  final  extinction,  such  as  befell  the  Atlanteans 
as  a  race.  The  welfare  of  mankind  will  demand  that ;  and  that  high  and 
holy  Destiny  which  guards  the  welfare  of  mankind  will  bring  it  about. 
But,  just  as  The  Theosophical  Society,  as  a  whole,  exists  for  the  spiritual 
welfare  of  mankind,  to  guard  and  foster  mankind's  immortal  destiny,  so 
on  the  German  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society  is  laid,  by  the  fact 
of  their  membership  in  The  Theosophical  Society,  the  arduous  duty  of 
working  for  the  moral  restoration  of  all  Germany,  if  that  be  possible; 
or  at  least  for  their  own  moral  restoration,  that  they  may,  so  far  as  in 
them  lies,  discharge  the  heavy  debt  which  they  have  incurred  to  all 
mankind,  by  their  share  in  Germany's  plans  and  Germany's  crimes.  It 
is  a  terribly  difficult  task;  it  is,  for  just  that  reason,  a  tremendous 
spiritual  opportunity. 

It  is  of  high  importance,  first  of  all  for  themselves,  and  then  for 
their  nation,  that  some  members  of  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Germany 
and  what,  before  the  war,  was  Austria,  are  coming  to  see  these  facts 


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in  something  of  their  nakedness,  and  are  taking  the  first  steps  toward 
moral  restoration.  Some  of  the  documents  that  illustrate  this  awakening 
will  be  here  set  forth  in  order,  both  as  forming  a  very  important  part 
of  the  Theosophical  record,  and  as  illustrating  vital  moral  principles. 

The  earliest  of  these  documents  will  show,  what  is  of  considerable 
Karmic  import,  that,  even  during  the  war,  there  were  members  of  The 
Theosophical  Society  within  the  Central  Empires  who  saw,  if  not  all 
the  truth,  at  least  a  vital  part  of  the  truth,  and  who  had  the  courage  to 
put  their  insight  officially  on  record.  This  first  document  was  addressed 
to  The  Theosophical  Society  in  Convention  assembled,  by  the  Branch  in 
Aussig  (Bohemia),  and  is  dated  March  10,  1916.  The  essential  parts 
of  the  document  follow : 

"Our  heartiest  greetings  and  most  sincere  good  wishes !  More  than 
in  other  years  we  feel  impelled  to  express  to  our  brothers  and  sisters  in 
America  our  especial  thanks  for  the  support  and  help  given  to  us. 

"With  the  conviction  that  the  leaders  of  the  Society  to  whom,  long 
ago,  we  gave  our  fullest  trust,  will  and  can  give  us  at  this  time  help  more 
than  ever,  we  seek  to  make  ourselves  receptive  to  this  help. 

"By  a  loving  and  friendly  study  of  the  QUARTERLY  and  a  living, 
devoted  faith  in  the  direction  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  we  grow  in 
insight  and  understanding,  and  hope  that  in  virtue  of  this  attitude, 
through  our  common  work,  light  will  be  given  us  on  those  points  which 
are  not  yet  clear  to  us. 

"One  of  these  points  refers  to  the  question  whether  the  Resolutions 
at  the  Convention  of  1915,  which  were  expressed  by  Mr.  Hargrove,  ought 
not  to  be  taken  formally  as  an  expression  of  The  Theosophical  Society. 

"Those  of  our  members  (six  in  number)  who  were  able  to  accept 
the  situation,  personally  share  the  view  of  Mr.  Hargrove.  It  is  less  clear 
to  them  whether  this  view  should  be  taken  as  the  conclusion  of  The 
Theosophical  Society  as  such. 

"Our  Branch  numbers  at  present  ten  members,  of  whom  four  are 
in  the  field.  The  Branch  work  is  carried  on  by  those  remaining  behind, 
in  sympathy  with  those  who  are  fighting,  and  it  has  brought  us  two 
new  members.  .  .  . 

"May  our  love  of  the  Master  grow  so  strong  that  our  strength  may 
suffice  to  solve  our  problems,  which  are  terribly  difficult,  in  the  Master's 
spirit!" 

The  question  raised  in  this  letter — whether  it  was  the  duty  of  The 
Theosophical  Society  as  such  to  go  on  record  in  the  Convention  Resolu- 
tions,— has  been  already  answered:  whatever  makes  for  the  spiritual 
well-being  of  mankind  is  the  duty  of  The  Theosophical  Society,  as  a 
Society. 

The  second  document  is  of  quite  recent  date.  It  was  addressed  on 
July  23,  1919,  to  the  Chairman  of  the  Executive  Committee  of  The 


212  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

Theosophical  Society,  by  a  member  in  Berlin.     The  essential  parts  of  the 
letter  follow : 

"At  last  the  way  is  free  and  the  possibility  of  correspondence  has 
returned.  I  at  once  make  use  of  the  long  desired  opportunity  to  ask  for 
your  friendly  help. 

"For  us  who  are  German  members  of  the  T.S.,  the  great  war  was  a 
test  of  mutual  trust.  I  fear  that  this  test  was  not  met. 

"The  violation  of  Belgium  and  its  thorough-going  condemnation  in 
the  QUARTERLY  led  to  a  division  of  minds  here  and  to  a  many-sided  inner 
contest.  On  both  sides,  the  motive  was,  to  prevent  the  failure  of  the  T.S. 

"By  a  study  of  the  QUARTERLY  articles  on  the  war,  I  reached  the 
conviction  that  the  T.S.  in  each  nation  must  be  the  articulate  conscience 
of  that  nation,  that  it  must  not  keep  silence,  especially  when  there  is  a 
question  of  a  national  crime  which  has  violated  the  principles  of  brother- 
hood and  righteousness,  as  was  the  case  with  the  crime  against  Belgium. 

"When,  in  a  lecture  before  the  Berlin  Branch  in  November  1918, 
I  condemned  this  violation,  it  was  indicated  to  me  by  some  of  the  oldest 
members  that  I  had  violated  By-law  35  of  the  T.S.  and  had  brought 
politics  into  the  Society.  For  we  must  condemn  crimes,  corrupt  systems 
and  so  forth,  only  'in  the  abstract';  that  is,  in  the  view  of  those  who 
criticised  me.  We  must  condemn  only  in  general,  murder,  breach  of 
treaties,  tyranny,  disloyalty  and  so  forth,  but  that  in  The  Theosophical 
Society  we  must  not  refer  to  actual  crimes  and  must  not  consider  and 
condemn  these. 

"I  request  you  to  give  me  your  views  on  the  meaning  and  practical 
application  of  the  phrase  'in  the  abstract.'  I  am  of  the  opinion  that 
the  meaning  is,  that  we  must  also  condemn  evil  acts,  so  long  as  they  do 
not  affect  us  personally,  in  order  to  comply  with  abstract  righteousness, 
without  regard  to  our  personal  advantage  or  disadvantage.  I  am  far 
from  wishing  to  violate  By-law  35,  or  to  drag  the  T.S.  into  politics.  But 
should  it  not  also  be  said  in  the  T.S.  that  the  sphere  of  politics  must  not 
become  a  playground  of  the  devil?  Since  we  do  not  live  in  cloistered 
solitude,  but  must  be  the  leaven  which  is  to  permeate  the  whole  of  social 
life,  there  is,  in  my  view,  no  region  of  life,  the  consideration  of  which, 
from  the  standpoint  of  the  Theosophical  ideal,  should  be  forbidden  in 
The  Theosophical  Society.  The  differences  in  view  on  this  point  in  the 
Berlin  Branch  are  very  great;  and,  while  a  part  of  the  members  are 
very  thankful  for  the  article  in  the  QUARTERLY,  other  members  condemn 
it  in  the  sharpest  terms,  as  a  sign  of  the  failure  of  the  T.S.  The 
difficulty  appears  to  me  to  be  this,  that  we,  as  the  T.S.,  are  standing 
before  new  and  wider  views  of  brotherhood,  and  that  we  are  sunk  toc> 
deeply  in  the  old  ruts  to  find  the  new  way  passable. 

"What  are  we,  as  members  of  the  T.S.,  to  do  in  order  to  help 
Germany  in  its  present  situation?  I  shall  be  very  grateful  to  you  for 
an  answer  to  this  question. 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  213 

"I  believe  that  the  divine  powers  have  withdrawn  from  our  nation, 
and  that  they  will  not  again  draw  near  to  it  until  sincere  repentance 
for  what  has  happened  is  felt  at  least  by  the  Theosophists  of  Germany, 
and  until  they  view  their  Theosophical  work  in  the  light  of  reparation, 
of  atonement  to  the  divine  powers.  Except  in  relation  to  Belgium,  I 
believed,  during  the  first  years  of  the  war,  that  we  were  waging  defensive 
warfare,  and  that,  as  a  nation,  we  stood  on  the  side  of  Light;  but  now 
I  know  that  the  contrary  was  and  is  the  case.  I  believe  that  we  have 
failed  to  recognize  that  the  Cause  of  the  Master  was  at  stake  in  our 
country.  Alas,  how  dark  it  was,  in  and  around  us ! " 

A  reply  to  this  letter  was  sent  on  October  4,  1919.  The  essential 
parts  of  this  letter  follow : 

"I  have  received  your  letter  of  July  23rd  and  am  sincerely  glad  to 
know  that  there  are  a  few  in  Germany  who  are  beginning  to  get  some 
glimpse  of  the  truth,  and  that  you  are  among  them. 

"You  are  right  in  thinking  that  the  Cause  of  the  Masters  was  at 
stake  in  your  country.  Do  you  realize  also,  I  wonder,  that  if  a  sufficient 
number  of  German  members  had  understood  from  the  beginning  what 
the  real  issue  was,  they  might  have  saved  Germany  from  the  completeness 
of  her  moral  degradation?  Even  if  powerless  to  control  or  to  modify 
outer  events,  their  understanding,  their  ability  to-  see  the  truth,  would 
have  had  the  same  effect  as  the  three  righteous  men  would  have  had  on 
behalf  of  Sodom  and  Gomorrah. 

"Yet,  while  it  is  too  late  to  do  all  that  might  and  should  have  been 
done,  it  is  not  too  late  to  help  Germany  in  its  present  situation. 

"The  answer  to  your  question  under  this  head  is : — you  can  help 
by  understanding  clearly  the  principles  at  stake;  by  seeing  clearly  that 
the  issue  was  between  right  and  wrong,  between  the  White  Lodge  and 
the  Black.  You  can  help  by  doing  what  you  would  advise  a  man  to  do 
if  he  came  to  you  saying — 'I  am  beginning  to  see  that  my  associates 
committed  outrages  and  that  they  stole  and  were  guilty  of  murder  for 
gain.  I  do  not  yet  realize  the  full  extent  of  their  wrong  or  of  my  own 
responsibility  for  not  having  protested  at  that  time.  I  do,  however, 
want  now  to  do  what  is  right.' 

"I  am  sure  you  would  desire  ardently  to  help  such  a  man.  You 
would  realize  at  once,  I  believe,  that  the  only  way  to  help  him  would  be 
to  tell  him  the  truth.  As  soon  as  he  is  able  to  see  that,  he  will  repent, 
and  the  more  sincerely  he  repents,  the  more  sincerely  he  will  desire  to 
atone.  The  desire  to  make  restitution  would  be  the  test  of  his  sincerity. 

"Consequently,  both  my  duty  toward  you,  and  your  duty  toward 
other  German  members,  are  plain ;  namely,  to  tell  the  truth  so  as  to  give 
opportunity  for  repentance  and  for  increasing  repentance,  leading  up  to 
a  deep  desire  to  atone. 

"Those,  therefore,  are  the  three  stages:  understanding  (realization), 
repentance,  and  then  the  desire  to  atone,  to  make  amends,  for  the  wrong 
done,  and  to  restore  more,  rather  than  less,  than  that  which  was  stolen. 


214          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

"We  can  influence  others,  and  the  nation  of  which  we  are  a  part,  by 
being  and  doing  what  we  know  that  others  should  be  and  do.  Three 
or  four  of  you  (and  I  am  hoping  there  will  be  more)  may  serve  as  a 
nucleus  for  the  leaven  which  should  leaven  the  whole  lump. 

"You  have  made  a  good  beginning,  in  so  far  as  you  see  now  that  the 
T.S.  in  each  nation  ought  to  be  the  articulate  conscience  of  that  nation, 
and  in  so  far  as  you  realize  also  that  Theosophy,  instead  of  remaining 
an  inward  abstraction,  must  be  externalized  until  it  controls  every  detail 
of  our  lives.  What  is  the  purpose  of  evolution,  if  not  to  bring  all  outer 
activities  everywhere  under  the  dominion  of  the  Lodge?  To  speak  of 
Theosophy  as  'inward' — if  it  mean  anything  at  all — suggests  that  it 
consists  of  fine  ideas  which  we  need  not  practise.  Any  such  conception 
is  a  mockery,  a  perversion  of  spirituality.  True  spirituality  is  right 
action,  springing  from  right  motive.  Otherwise,  what  is  called  'spiritu- 
ality' is  psychic  dreaming. 

"Of  course  the  T.S.  must  not,  as  a  Society,  take  part  in  politics. 
The  T.S.  in  this  country,  for  instance,  must  not  electioneer  for  the 
Republicans  or  for  the  Democrats  or  for  any  other  party.  The  T.S. 
is  far  above  political  parties.  But  does  anyone  suppose  that  it  should 
be  indifferent  to  what  is  going  on  in  the  world,  or  that  its  members,  at 
Branch  meetings,  should  limit  the  expression  of  their  opinions  to  colour- 
less disapprobation  of  hypocrisy  and  of  other  sins  in  the  abstract? 
That  is  not  what  H.P.B.  did,  or  Mr.  Judge!  H.P.B.  attacked  the  errors 
and  sins  of  scientists  and  of  religious  bigots,  and  she  named  the 
wrong-doers  one  after  another,  from  the  Archbishop  of  Canterbury  to 
most  of  the  Professors  of  her  day. 

"Palestine,  at  the  time  of  the  Master  Christ,  was  full  of  politics — 
the  Roman  party,  the  Herodian  party,  the  party  of  the  Scribes,  of  the 
Pharisees  and  so  forth.  Like  the  T.S.,  Christ  was  far  above  political 
parties.  But  what  did  he  do? — He  referred  to  Herod  as  'that  fox,'  and 
he  denounced  the  Scribes  and  Pharisees  with  loathing  and  contempt. 

"  'In  the  abstract'  means  that  we  should  be  above  personal  feeling. 
Christ  did  not  hate  the  Pharisees  because  they  hated  him,  or  because 
they  had  attacked  and  insulted  him.  He  hated  them  because  they  were 
the  enemies  of  God.  He  denounced  them  to  their  faces,  'in  the  abstract,' 
— that  is,  collectively;  he  denounced  both  their  spirit  and  their  practice. 
He  did  not  have  a  quarrel  with  Rabbi  This  or  Rabbi  That,  but,  as  a  class, 
he  knew  they  were  base,  and  he  said  so. 

"All  of  this,  and  much  more  regarding  the  war,  both  as  to  facts 
and  principles,  you  will  find  set  forth  in  detail,  in  back  numbers  of  the 
THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY,  now  on  their  way  to  you.  German  members 
should  read  and  try  to  digest  every  word  of  what  has  been  said  on  this 
subject  since  1914. 

"No  one,  I  trust,  will  be  so  foolish  as  to  imagine  that  the  past  is 
a  dead  issue.  The  past  is  not  dead.  The  present  is  the  outcome  of  the 
past,  and  the  future  will  be  the  outcome  of  the  past,  modified,  for  good 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  215 

or  ill,  by  the  present.  Enormities  have  been  committed  by  Germany 
under  the  influence  of  the  Black  Lodge.  To  escape  from  that  influence 
completely,  it  will  be  necessary  for  German  members  to  detach  themselves, 
thread  by  thread,  from  the  delusions  of  the  past.  A  general  and  vague 
turning  away  will  not  be  sufficient.  So  long  as  a  single  thread  remains, 
evil  will  be  transmitted  and  blindness  will  continue. 

"Those  who  from  the  beginning  until  now  have  persisted  in  believing 
that  Germany  is  in  the  right — those  who  have  rejected  all  warnings  and 
all  the  instruction  offered  them — have  proved  that  they  have  never 
understood  the  elements  of  Theosophy,  and  that  their  membership  has 
had  no  reality.  They  have  put  themselves  outside  the  fellowship  of 
those  who  have  pledged  themselves  to  the  service  of  the  Masters. 

"You  speak  of  'new  and  wider  views  of  brotherhood/  You  will 
see,  I  hope,  from  what  I  have  written,  that  these  'new  and  wider  views' 
are  not  an  innovation.  They  are  the  views  which  those  who  understood 
H.P.B.  and  Mr.  Judge  have  always  held.  It  is  evident,  however,  that 
the  teaching  of  H.P.B.  and  of  Mr.  Judge  has  been  misunderstood  in 
Germany,  or  in  any  case  has  been  misrepresented,  and  that  what  is  needed 
now  is  a  better  understanding  of  the  old  teaching.  .  .  ." 

So  far,  the  situation,  as  it  concerns  the  attitude  of  members  of  The 
Theosophical  Society  with  regard  to  Germany.  The  lessons  are  suffic- 
iently clear.  The  second  group  of  circumstances,  on  which  it  is  our 
purpose  to  comment,  has  arisen  in  the  Adyar  Society,  and  finds  expression 
in  an  article  by  Mr.  George  S.  Arundale,  entitled  "Why  not  Reconstruction 
in  the  Theosophical  Society?" 

The  article  is,  in  its  way,  both  interesting  and  symptomatic.  But 
we  can  quote  only  a  paragraph  or  two,  which  seem  to  carry  the  heart 
of  the  matter.  Thus  we  find  the  writer  saying :  "It  might  be  argued  that 
now  that  the  world  has  responded  to  the  striking  of  the  note  of  Brother- 
hood, now  that  the  principle  of  Universal  Brotherhood  may  be  regarded 
as  generally  accepted,  ought  not  the  Theosophical  Society  to  begin  to 
emphasize  the  next  step — i.e.,  to  recognize  the  existence  of  a  superhuman 
kingdom,  of  which  are  Those  who  are  the  Elders  of  the  human  family, 
who  have  long  ago  passed  through  the  stages  through  which  we  are 
passing  to-day,  and  who  are  the  guides  and  rulers  of  the  world?  We 
might  then  ask  whether  the  Theosophical  Society  should  not  begin  to 
stand  forth  more  openly  as  a  channel  between  the  Elder  Brethren  and 
Their  younger  comrades  in  the  outer  world?  Might  it  not  be  well  that 
we  should  learn  to  accept  more  formally  Their  nominations  to  the 
Presidency  of  the  Theosophical  Society  than  was  possible  in  1907? 
Further,  might  it  not  be  desirable,  in  view  of  the  above,  that  we  should 
make  each  President  hold  office  either  for  life  or,  at  least,  for  a  term  of 
years  longer  than  the  seven  which  is  now  the  rule?  Again,  to  what 
extent  is  it  desirable  that  the  President  of  the  Society  should  have  more 
autocratic  powers  than  at  present  possessed  by  the  holder  of  that  office  ?" 

It  is  probable  that  readers  of  the  THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY  will 


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regard  this  curious  paragraph  first  with  amazement,  then,  perhaps,  with 
some  amusement,  and  finally  with  real  indignation,  that  the  high  ideals 
of  Theosophy  should  be  so  travestied.  Briefly,  this  writer  suggests 
that  the  existence  of  Masters  should  be  "erected  into  a  dogma;"  that 
the  President  of  the  Adyar  Society  should  be  regarded  as  nominated  and 
kept  in  office  by  Masters;  and,  finally,  that  this  President  should  have 
"more  autocratic  powers." 

Can  it  be  necessary  to  say  once  more  that  The  Theosophical  Society 
has,  and  can  have,  no  dogma  whatsoever?  Adherence  to  the  principle 
of  universal  brotherhood,  the  one  condition  of  membership,  is  in  no 
sense  dogmatic.  Or  need  it  be  said  that  the  last  thing  that  would  be 
credible  of  genuine  Masters  is,  that  they  should  permit  themselves  to 
be  "erected  into  a  dogma?"  Finally,  nothing  is  more  foreign  to  the  true 
ideal  of  The  Theosophical  Society  than  its  dominance  by  an  autocrat 
primed  with  doctrines  and  dogmas  on  every  conceivable  subject  under 
heaven,  and  indeed  extending  to  the  seventh  heaven  and  beyond ;  having 
power,  one  supposes,  to  impose  these  dogmas  upon  the  members;  for 
it  is  difficult  to  see  in  what  other  direction  the  autocratic  powers  postulated 
could  be  exercised. 

It  can  hardly  be  necessary  to  consider  these  extravagances  seriously. 
But  the  gravity  of  the  matter  lies,  in  our  view,  not  so  much  in  their  having 
been  proposed,  as  in  the  favour  with  which  they  have  been  received. 
Careful  study  of  the  subsequent  numbers  of  the  misnamed  magazine  in 
which  this  article  appears,  has  not  disclosed  whether  any  official  action 
has  been  taken  as  suggested ;  but  it  has  brought  to  light  the  startling  fact 
that  these  extraordinary  proposals  have  been  very  favourably  received. 

For  example,  we  find  in  the  July  number  of  the  same  magazine 
(The  Theosophist)  a  letter,  by  Mr.  D.  H.  Steward,  which  speaks  with 
entire  approval  of  "making  belief  in  the  Masters  an  obligatory  condition 
of  membership." 

We  spoke  of  this  strange  proposal  as  symptomatic.  The  same  word 
may  be  applied,  with  even  greater  aptness,  to  certain  verses  which  appear 
in  the  October  number,  together  with  more  correspondence  gravely 
approving  the  dogmas,  the  autocracy  and  all  the  rest.  These  verses 
deserve  quotation : 

"Yours  the  clear  eyes  that  see  the  world's  old  wrongs ; 
Yours  the  undaunted  heart,  the  endless  strength ; 
Yours  the  true  voice  that  through  the  thickest  fight 
Into  our  very  inmost  conscience  rings. 

For  you,  how  feeble  are  my  finest  songs, 
However  apt,  whatever  be  their  length ! 
For  who  am  I  to  net  the  words  of  Light 
To  praise  one  chosen  of  the  King  of  Kings  ?" 


NOTES   AND    COMMENTS  217 

".  .  .  To  net  the  words  of  Light  to  praise  one  chosen  by  the  King 
of  Kings !"  .  .  .  It  is  something  of  a  shock  to  discover  that  this  is  not 
addressed  to  Parabrahm,  or  the  Logos,  or  even  a  plenary  Avatar,  but 
"To  our  Chief :  on  the  Occasion  of  Her  Birthday !"  It  is  a  still  greater 
shock  to  find  the  said  Chief,  as  Editor  of  the  magazine,  gravely  accepting 
and  printing  this  tremendous  flattery.  One  finds  on  the  cover  the 
honoured  name  of  H.  P.  Blavatsky;  one  can  imagine  the  scathing 
contempt,  mingled,  perhaps,  with  Homeric  laughter,  with  which  she 
would  have  received  such  a  floral  offering. 


It  is  related  that  Joseph  of  Arimath&a  was  imprisoned  by  the  Jews 
because  he  had  begged  the  body  of  Jesus  after  the  crucifixion.  Joseph 
afterwards  gave  the  following  account  of  his  release  from  prison: 

"On  the  preparation,  about  the  tenth  hour,  you  locked  me  up,  and  I 
remained  all  the  Sabbath.  And  at  midnight,  as  I  was  standing  and 
praying,  the  room  where  you  locked  me  in  was  hung  up  by  the  four 
corners,  and  I  saw  a  light  like  lightning  into  my  eyes.  And  I  was  afraid, 
and  fell  to  the  ground.  And  some  one  took  me  by  the  hand,  and  removed 
me  from  the  place  where  I  had  fallen;  and  moisture  of  water  was  poured 
from  my  head  even  to  my  feet,  and  a  smell  of  perfumes  came  about  my 
nostrils.  And  he  wiped  my  face,  and  kissed  me,  and  said  to  me,  Fear 
not,  Joseph;  open  thine  eyes,  and  see  who  it  is  that  speaks  to  thee.  And 
looking  up,  I  saw  Jesus.  And  I  trembled,  and  thought  it  was  a  phantom; 
and  I  said  the  commandments,  and  he  said  them  with  me.  Even  so  you 
are  not  ignorant  that  a  phantom,  if  it  meet  anybody,  and  hear  the  com- 
mandments, takes  to  flight.  And  seeing  that  he  said  them  with  me,  I 
said  to  him,  Rabbi  Helios  [Elijah}.  And  he  said  to  me,  I  am  not  Helias. 
And  I  said  to  him,  Who  art  thou,  my  lord?  And  he  said  to  me,  I  am 
Jesus,  whose  body  thou  didst  beg  from  Pilate;  and  thou  didst  clothe  me 
with  clean  linen,  and  didst  put  a  napkin  on  my  face,  and  didst  lay  me 
in  thy  new  tomb,  and  didst  roll  a  great  stone  to  the  door  of  the  tomb. 
And  I  said  to  him  that  was  speaking  to  me,  Show  me  the  place  where 
I  laid  thee.  And  he  carried  me  away,  and  showed  me  the  place  where 
I  laid  him;  and  the  linen  cloth  was  lying  in  it,  and  the  napkin  for  his 
face.  And  I  knew  that  it  was  Jesus.  And  he  took  me  by  the  hand,  and 
placed  me,  though  the  doors  were  locked,  in  the  middle  of  my  house, 
and  led  me  away  to  my  bed,  and  said  to  me,  Peace  to  thee!  And  he 
kissed  me,  and  said  to  me,  For  forty  days  go  not  forth  out  of  thy  house; 
for,  behold,  I  go  to  my  brethren  into  Galilee." — THE  GOSPEL  OF 
NICODEMUS  (THE  ANTE-NICENE  FATHERS,  VOL.  viu). 


FRAGMENTS 


EXTRACTS  FROM  A  LETTER 

U^V  T'OU  have  entered  another  year, — what  will  you  make  of  it? 

V  Behind  lies  that  old  one,  so  full  of  strife  and  confusion  and 
suffering !  Well,  some  day  you  will  see  what  was  accomplished 
in  it.  I  am  satisfied.  Building  under  constant  and  heavy  fire  must  be 
slow  and  difficult.  Do  not  blame  yourself  for  that — nor  me!  An  inch 
only  at  a  time,  perhaps,  still  an  inch  gained.  Why  grumble?  The  bugle 
will  sound  some  future  day  for  the  cavalry  charge  you  love. 

"But  stubborn  courage  through  cold  and  privation  tell  in  the  end, 
like  Washington's  at  Valley  Forge,  and  mark  a  depth  of  splendour  no 
brilliant  achievement  can  shadow. 

"Do  not  grow  faint-hearted.  Money  is  scarce,  and  rations  are 
scarce,  and  the  troops  are  suffering ; — brave  fellows !  That  is  what  hurts. 
Would  it  be  endurance  if  it  were  not  so  really  hard  ?  Would  it  be  courage 
if  there  were  not  the  sickening  fear  of  the  heart  ?  I  know  your  answer, 
as  you  know  mine — Go  on !" 

CAVE. 


In  each  human  spirit  is  a  Christ  concealed, 
To  be  helped  or  hindered,  to  be  hurt  or  healed; 
If  from  any  human  soul  you  lift  the  veil 
You  will  find  a  Christ  there  hidden  without  fail. 

— JALALUDDIN  RUMI. 


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"BY  THE  MASTER" 

ISHA  UPANISHAD 


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By  the  Master  all  this  is  to  be  clothed  and  pervaded,  whatever  moves 
in  this  moving  world. 

THESE  words,  like  all  that  is  of  primary  value  in  the  great  Upani- 
shads,  are  addressed  to  the  disciple.  For  the  consciousness  of  the 
disciple,  the  Master  here  is  the  Warrior,  the  consciousness  and 
will  of  the  inner  Self.  But  this  consciousness  and  will  is  in 
reality  one  with  the  will  and  consciousness  of  the  Master  of  that  disciple ; 
the  will  and  consciousness  of  the  Logos,  as  expressed  and  embodied  in 
that  Master. 

It  is  not  that  the  disciple  must  follow  out  all  his  own  thoughts  and 
volitions,  attributing  these  to  his  Master;  it  is  rather  that  he  must, 
through  sacrifice  and  purification,  discern  within  himself  those  thoughts 
and  volitions,  those  intuitions  of  perception  and  action  which  really  come 
from  his  Master,  and  seek  courageously  and  with  devotion  to  carry  these 
out,  in  every  task  and  situation  which  comes  before  him.  In  this  way, 
through  aspiration,  sacrifice,  and  devotion,  and  through  ceaselessly  val- 
orous action,  his  own  individual  nature,  the  inner  and  the  outer,  is  to 
be  clothed  and  infused  by  the  Master. 

But  the  teaching  has  a  still  wider  scope.  He  must  perceive  the 
Master  in  everyone  with  whom  he  comes  in  contact.  The  man  or  woman 
or  child  to  whom  he  is  speaking,  with  whom  he  is  acting,  must  be  for 
him  the  Master;  he  must  speak  and  act  towards  that  person  as  to  the 
Master. 

Does  this  mean  that  the  disciple  must  take  every  word  and  act  of 
everyone  with  whom  he  comes  in  contact  as  being  the  words  and  acts 
of  his  Master?  In  one  sense,  yes;  but  only  when  the  matter  is  rightly 
and  profoundly  understood.  The  principle  of  discernment  has  already 
been  indicated :  just  as,  when  dealing  with  his  own  nature,  he  must  not 
take  all  thoughts  and  volitions  which  arise  in  it  as  being  the  thoughts  and 
volitions  of  his  Master;  but  must,  on  the  contrary,  with  sacrifice  and 
devotion  seek  out  and  discern  the  Master's  thought  and  will  for  him; 
so,  in  dealing  with  another  he  must,  with  equal  sacrifice  and  courage, 
with  the  entire  disinterestedness  of  detachment,  seek  and  discern  the 
Master's  thought  and  will  for  that  person.  To  put  it  in  another  way: 
he  must  seek  and  discern  the  Master's  ideal  for  that  person  and  work 
courageously  to  carry  that  ideal  toward  realization.  Since  the  Master 
has  an  ideal  for  each  man,  woman,  or  child  with  whom  his  disciple 
comes  in  contact,  both  a  general  ideal  reaching  toward  ultimate  perfection 

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and  divinity,  and  a  particular  ideal  for  that  time  and  situation,  therefore 
the  Master,  as  that  ideal,  is  in  that  person,  and  the  disciple  must  behold 
him  there,  and  must  act,  at  once  with  valour  and  with  humility,  on  that 
vision  of  his  Master.  Therefore  by  the  Master  is  to  be  clothed  and 
pervaded,  first  the  inner  and  outer  nature  of  the  disciple  himself ;  next, 
the  man,  woman,  or  child  with  whom  he  is  in  contact,  whether  in  speech 
or  action. 

This  appears  to  be  the  meaning  of  the  religious  injunction,  that  the 
disciple  must  see  God  in  the  person  with  whom  he  is  speaking,  towards 
whom  he  is  acting,  whether  that  person  be  a  superior,  an  equal  or  an 
inferior,  a  saint  or  a  sinner.  There  are  no  exceptions  whatever. 

Therefore  we  find  a  Master  saying :  I  was  an  hungered,  and  ye  gave 
me  meat :  I  was  thirsty,  and  ye  gave  me  drink :  I  was  a  stranger,  and  ye 
took  me  in:  naked,  and  ye  clothed  me:  I  was  sick,  and  ye  visited  me: 
I  was  in  prison,  and  ye  came  unto  me.  Then  shall  the  righteous  answer 
him,  saying,  Lord,  when  saw  we  thee  an  hungered,  and  fed  thee?  or 
thirsty,  and  gave  thee  drink?  When  saw  we  thee  a  stranger,  and  took 
thee  in?  or  naked,  and  clothed  thee?  Or  when  saw  we  thee  sick,  or 
in  prison,  and  came  unto  thee?  And  the  King  shall  answer  and  say 
unto  them,  Verily  I  say  unto  you,  Inasmuch  as  ye  have  done  it  unto 
one  of  the  least  of  these  my  brethren,  ye  have  done  it  unto  me. 

This  must  be  carried  out,  therefore,  with  the  literalness  and  com- 
pleteness with  which  the  Master  has  here  stated  it.  So  vital  and  far- 
reaching  is  this  principle,  that  the  Master  makes  it  the  sole  condition 
of  salvation,  of  spiritual  life. 

Besides  oneself  and  one's  neighbour,  there  is  a  third  field  in  which 
this  principle  and  method  must  be  applied  by  the  disciple:  whatever 
moves  in  this  moving  world.  All  this  must  be  clothed  and  pervaded 
by  the  Master.  He  must  see  his  Master  literally  in  everything;  in  the 
situation,  circumstances  and  events  of  his  own  personal  life,  without 
any  exception  whatever ;  in  the  situation,  circumstances  and  events  of 
the  whole  world.  It  is  hardly  necessary  to  say  that  this  does  not  mean 
that  his  own  Master  actually  decides  and  directs  all  mundane  and  cos- 
mic events,  in  any  arbitrary  and  personal  sense.  But  his  Master's  con- 
sciousness is  the  expression  of  the  consciousness  of  the  Lodge,  of  the 
Logos;  his  Master's  will  is  the  will  of  the  Lodge,  of  the  Logos.  And 
therefore  that  which  is  the  essence  of  his  Master's  will  and  consciousness 
does  in  fact  decide  and  direct  all  mundane  and  cosmic  events.  Further, 
the  disciple  has  his  approach  to  the  will  and  consciousness  of  the  Lodge, 
of  the  Logos,  through  his  own  Master.  His  task  is,  to  endeavour  to 
perceive  and  to  affect  all  events  with  the  vision  and  will  of  his  own 
Master;  to  become,  through  sacrifice  and  devotion,  one  with  the  con- 
sciousness and  will  of  that  Master. 

In  this  way,  then,  by  the  Master  all  this  is  to  be  clothed  and  per- 
vaded, whatever  moves  in  the  moving  world:  first,  the  inner  nature  of 
the  disciple ;  then  his  neighbour ;  then  all  outer  events  without  exception. 


BY   THE   MASTER  221 

Through  this  renounced,  thou  shalt  enjoy;  covet  not  the  wealth  of 
any! 

It  is  curious  that  this  sentence  contains  the  whole  problem  of  the 
twentieth  century,  with  its  solution;  curious,  since  the  words  were  writ- 
ten in  Sanskrit  not  only  twenty  centuries  ago,  but  perhaps,  more  nearly 
twenty  milleniums.  The  sentences  of  the  Lodge  are  everlasting,  and 
this  is  one  of  them. 

The  whole  problem  of  the  twentieth  century, — since  the  vice  of 
the  age  is  covetousness.  Covetousness,  the  angry  desire  to  be  in  the 
situation  and  circumstances  belonging  to  another,  whether  another  man 
or  another  nation.  But  these  circumstances,  that  situation,  were  assigned 
to  the  man,  to  the  nation,  by  the  will  of  the  Lodge,  the  embodied  Logos ; 
assigned  to  him,  not  to  us.  And  our  situation,  our  circumstances,  were, 
by  the  same  will  of  the  Lodge,  the  Logos,  assigned  to  us,  not  to  him; 
assigned,  in  each  case,  because  the  soul  imperatively  requires,  for  its 
present  learning,  exactly  that  situation,  those  circumstances.  The  law 
is  as  simple  as  simplicity  itself. 

But  before  we  can  understand  this  or  any  other  spiritual  law,  we 
must  first  obey  it  with  measurable  completeness.  We  must  accept  our 
circumstances,  with  patience  and  sacrifice,  before  we  can  possibly  under- 
stand them.  In  the  footsteps  of  devoted  acceptance  will  come  under- 
standing, and  this  understanding  will  steadily  broaden  and  deepen,  until 
we  see  the  full  purpose  of  the  Master,  and  why,  in  wise  compassion,  he 
gave  us  just  that  situation,  just  these  circumstances. 

We  must  accept  before  we  can  understand;  and  this  means  the 
cheerful  acceptance  of  the  whole  heart,  not  a  grudging,  resentful  resig- 
nation. And  we  must  begin  by  accepting,  as  the  key  of  the  situation, 
the  centre  of  all  circumstances,  the  Master  himself ;  each  one,  the  Master 
who  set  him  in  the  midst  of  those  circumstances,  the  reality  of  that 
Master,  the  excellence  of  his  will.  We  must,  if  we  would  make  any 
genuine  progress,  begin  with  the  Master.  Therefore  this  Upanishad 
begins  with  the  Master. 

There  are  two  false  beginnings.  To  begin  with  self,  means  to  end 
in  death.  To  begin  with  our  neighbour,  means  to  end  in  confusion. 
We  must,  if  we  would  begin  wisely,  begin  with  the  Master,  accepting 
his  compassionate  will,  seeking  his  purposes  that  we  may  fulfil  them. 
To  prefer  the  will  of  the  Master  to  one's  own  will  in  any  one  thing, 
is  the  beginning  of  discipleship.  He  who  prefers  the  Master's  will  to 
his  own  will,  not  only  in  one  thing,  but  in  all,  is  already  an  accepted 
disciple. 

Through  this  renunciation,  the  disciple  will  find  joy ;  by  preferring, 
at  each  point,  the  Master's  will  to  his  own  will.  Joy,  for  this  reason: 
the  Master's  will  for  him  is  the  will  of  the  Logos,  the  will  of  infinite 
wisdom,  infinite  compassion,  infinite  Love.  To  conform  to  the  purpose 
of  that  wisdom,  that  love,  is  the  very  essence  of  joy.  Who  could  live, 


222          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

who  could  breathe,  asks  another  Upanishad,  if  the  heart  of  Being  were 
not  joy? 

Exactly  the  same  law  is  enunciated  again  and  again,  by  the  western 
Master  already  quoted:  He  that  loveth  his  life  shall  lose  it:  he  that 
hateth  his  life  shall  keep  it  unto  life  eternal.  To  love  the  personal  life, 
the  life  of  the  lower  will  and  inclinations,  self-centred  and  greedy,  is 
to  stake  everything  on  that  which  is  already  condemned  to  death.  To 
hate  that  lower  life  in  us,  because  of  its  greed,  its  baseness,  its  ruthless 
readiness  to  sacrifice  others,  its  vanity  and  consequent  treachery;  and, 
hating  that,  to  love  with  passionate  ardour  the  will  of  the  Master  in  us 
and  for  us,  because  of  its  holiness,  its  purity,  its  loveliness,  its  compassion 
for  us  and  others,  and,  even  more,  because  the  Master's  will  is  the  very 
essence  of  self-sacrifice,  an  age-long  offering,  in  virtue  of  which  alone 
he  is  a  Master ;  to  love  that  life  with  the  heart's  whole  ardour,  is  already 
to  have  a  place  in  eternal  life. 

Toiling,  therefore,  here  at  his  tasks,  let  him  be  willing  to  live  a 
hundred  ages;  thus  is  it  with  thee,  and  not  otherwise,  nor  does  -work 
smear  and  befoul  the  man. 

A  word  may  be  said  here  concerning  the  real  nature  of  this  Upani- 
shad. It  is,  if  you  wish,  a  philosophical  treatise ;  further,  it  is  a  Mystery 
teaching.  But  it  appears  to  be  even  more :  a  ritual  or  rather  fragments 
of  a  ritual  of  one  of  the  great  Initiations. 

Certain  tasks  for  the  disciple  have  already  been  outlined  in  the  pre- 
ceding sentences  of  the  Upanishad.  And  it  has  been  said  that  before 
the  disciple  can  at  all  understand  the  inner  meaning  of  any  one  of  these 
tasks,  the  Master's  purpose  for  him  in  that  task,  he  must  have  carried 
it  through  with  measurable  completeness.  So  there  are,  for  the  disciple 
of  a  given  stature,  in  each  stage  of  his  journey  homeward,  a  group  of 
tasks,  the  entire  course  of  spiritual  studies  and  undertakings  for  that 
stage  or  class.  Each  of  these  must  be  carried  through  with  entire  faith- 
fulness, with  measurable  completeness,  before  the  inner  significance  of 
the  course,  and  its  relation  to  the  whole  of  divine  life,  can  be  understood 
and  seen  in  the  light  of  illumined  spiritual  vision. 

When  the  course  for  that  stage  and  stature  is  completed,  the  Lodge 
takes  it  upon  itself  to  bring  to  the  disciple  the  full  revelation  of  its  sig- 
nificance, its  meaning  and  purpose  in  the  light  of  eternity.  And  this 
is  done  in  what  is  at  once  a  Lodge  ceremony  and  a  tremendous  spiritual 
experience,  wherein  the  disciple,  while  taking  a  part  in  certain  forms 
and  symbolic  acts  and  words,  at  the  same  time  is  rapt  into  the  full  con- 
sciousness of  his  own  Master,  of  that  Master's  Master,  and  of  the  whole 
splendid  chain  of  Immortals,  up  to,  and  including,  the  full  divine  con- 
sciousness of  Nirvana.  Such  a  ritual,  or  a  part  of  such  a  ritual,  this 
Upanishad  would  appear  to  be.  It  was  put  in  form,  no  doubt,  millen- 
niums ago,  before  the  red  Rajput  race,  who  were  the  possessors  of  the 
Mysteries  in  older  India,  left  their  earlier  home  in  Egypt ;  perhaps  before 


BY   THE   MASTER  223 

the  race  which  formed  the  illumined  nucleus  of  Egypt  came  thither  from 
still  unfallen  Atlantis.  For,  as  the  realities  of  the  Lodge  are  from  ever- 
lasting to  everlasting,  so  are  its  Mysteries  and  symbols,  its  supremely 
spiritual  symbolic  ceremonies. 

If  one  keeps  in  mind  what  thus  appears  to  be  the  real  character  of 
this  Upanishad,  one  will  be  better  able  to  understand  the  full  meaning 
of  the  verse  just  translated.  From  the  very  inception,  the  life  of  the 
disciple  is  sacrifice;  each  step  of  the  long  journey  is  sacrifice;  its  con- 
summation, the  end  of  the  way,  is  supreme  sacrifice.  The  whole  history 
of  that  life  is  told,  with  the  simplicity  which  comes  only  from  complete 
mastery,  by  a  Master,  in  Light  on  the  Path;  and  it  is  made  clear  that 
the  first  part  of  the  way  involves  the  sacrifice  of  renunciation,  the  put- 
ting off  of  the  old  man,  as  Paul  the  Initiate  phrases  it.  The  next  stage 
of  the  way  involves  the  sacrifice  of  valour,  heroic  toil,  the  putting  on 
of  the  new  man ;  the  painful  and  difficult  evocation  of  the  dormant  divine 
powers  and  faculties,  and  their  application  to  their  tasks ;  something  that 
can  be  done  only  by  dauntless,  indefatigable  will,  with  boundless  courage 
and  faith  in  one's  Master;  something  that  cannot  even  be  attempted, 
until  the  first  part  of  the  way,  the  putting  off  of  the  old  man,  has  been 
measurably  carried  through. 

It  is  easy  to  see  why  this  is.  If  the  divine  forces  were  evoked, 
aroused,  and  brought  into  activity,  while  the  impulses  and  substance  of 
the  old  man  remained,  this  would  mean  the  inflaming  and  intoxication 
of  that  lingering  lower  nature  by  these  potent  forces.  The  outcome 
would  be  the  creation  of  a  powerful  devil ;  not  salvation,  but  swift  dam- 
nation. Therefore  such  a  great  part  of  all  published  scriptures  is  con- 
cerned with  the  first  part  of  the  way,  the  stage  of  painful  self-conquest, 
of  purification,  during  which  the  whole  personality  must  be  dissolved. 
Only  after  this  has  been  done,  can  the  disciple  gain  any  glimpse  of  the 
next  stage  of  the  way.  Only  after  it  has  been  done  can  the  disciple 
with  complete  safety  learn  that  there  is  a  further  stage  of  the  way. 

It  should  be  clearly  understood  that,  while  this  second  stage  is  one 
of  upbuilding,  of  the  evoking  and  using  of  divine  forces,  it  is  none  the 
less  a  way  of  sacrifice.  For  an  example,  to  call  forth  courage  from 
timidity  is  a  peculiarly  painful  sacrifice,  one  that  is  bitterly  trying  at 
the  beginning.  In  like  manner,  to  bring  heroic  zeal  in  the  place  of 
sloth  is  painful,  and  always  a  sacrifice,  whether  bodily  or  intellectual 
sloth  be  the  point  of  attack.  In  general,  it  may  be  said  that  the  temper 
needed  for  this,  the  second  stage  of  the  way,  is  that  of  the  soldier 
"going  over  the  top".  A  part  of  his  nature,  a  deep-seated  tendency  or 
weakness,  will  be  slain  in  the  charge. 

But  there  is  a  larger  sense  in  which  the  more  advanced  stages  of 
the  way  are  marked  by  ceaseless  sacrifice.  The  advanced  disciple  and, 
far  more,  the  Master,  must  make  war  on  weakness  and  sin  in  the  world, 
in  others.  This  cannot  be  done  from  without.  It  must  be  done  from 
within.  The  Master  must  be  fully  conscious  of  the  sin,  the  temptations, 


224          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

of  those  whom  he  seeks  to  help;  he  must  share  the  consciousness,  the 
feeling,  that  urges  and  entices  them  toward  that  sin;  and  thus  feeling 
it,  he  must  combat  it  by  the  contrary  power  in  his  own  nature.  It  would 
seem  to  be  this  law,  this  process,  that  the  Buddha  had  in  mind,  when 
he  said :  "Let  the  sins  of  Kali  Yuga  rest  on  me,  but  let  man  be  saved !" 

In  this  sense,  therefore,  must  the  disciple  be  willing  to  toil  through 
"a  hundred  ages",  taking  up,  as  his  Master  took  up  so  long  ago,  that 
terrible  toil  which  is,  nevertheless,  a  great  and  ever-increasing  delight. 

And  as  the  Master,  while  fully  conscious  of  the  feeling  of  allure- 
ment which  the  sin  he  is  combating  has  for  the  sinner,  is,  by  virtue  of 
his  inherent  purity,  free  from  the  least  enticement,  so  must  the  disciple 
understand  that  the  great  and  terrible  toil  for  others  cannot  lead  to 
impurity,  if  his  own  heart  be  pure. 

There  is  a  final  and  supreme  point  at  which  the  sacrifice  of  freely 
accepted  toil,  of  immersion,  almost,  in  the  sins  and  temptations  of  the 
world,  must  be  assumed :  when,  at  the  last  initiation,  the  Master  puts 
aside  the  well-earned  peace  and  silence  of  Nirvana,  and  undertakes 
instead  to  lift  and  bear  a  part  of  the  "heavy  Karma  of  the  world".  Of 
every  Master  at  this  point  it  will  be  true  that  "he  is  tempted  at  all  points, 
yet  without  sin".  The  incarnation  of  an  Avatar  is  the  type  and  symbol, 
as  well  as  the  actuality  of  this  sacrifice,  but  it  is  equally  real  for  all  other 
Masters,  who  remain  unseen,  in  what,  for  the  rest  of  mankind,  is  the 
impenetrable  darkness  of  the  occult  world. 

The  Upanishad  text  continues: 

Sunless,  verily,  are  those  worlds,  by  -blind  darkness  enwrapped; 
they  enter  into  those  worlds  on  going  forth — the  men  who  are  slayers 
of  their  own  souls. 

As  through  ceaseless  sacrifice  the  disciple  is  bringing  his  soul  to 
life,  enkindling  within  himself  the  long  dormant  divine  elements,  so  there 
are  those  who,  by  continued  refusal  of  sacrifice,  in  fact  sacrifice  the 
higher  to  the  lower  self,  and  thereby  literally  slay  their  souls.  It  would 
appear  that  every  initiation  must  contain,  in  its  ritual,  some  such  warn- 
ing of  the  penalty  of  failure  and  betrayal;  for  the  real  failure  comes 
only  through  deliberate  sin. 

So  the  disciple,  in  this  initiation  which  in  fact  sums  up  the  long 
path  of  toil  and  sacrifice  which  he  has  travelled,  and  at  the  same  time 
lights  up  with  divine  radiance  the  splendid  way  before  him,  is  made  to 
see  what  would  have  been  the  penalty  of  failure,  if  through  baseness 
he  had  made  the  great  betrayal.  He  would  have  fallen  into  those  worlds, 
by  blind  darkness  enwrapped,  which  await  those  who  sin  against  the 
light,  who  are  guilty  of  the  sin  against  the  Holy  Ghost,  the  divine  ele- 
ment within  themselves.  Speaking  of  this  divine  element,  the  Upanishad 
continues : 

Without  moving,  that  One  is  swifter  than  mind.  Nor  did  the 
bright  Powers  overtake  It;  It  went  swiftly  before  them.  That  outstrips 


BY   THE   MASTER  225 

the  others,  though  they  run,  while  It  stands  still.    In  That  Matarishvan 
disposes  the  life-streams. 

At  this  stage  of  the  initiation,  the  disciple  is  being  initiated  into 
the  consciousness  of  the  divine  element  within  himself,  the  principle 
which  is  called  Buddhi,  and  which  may  be  thought  of  as  the  active  potency 
and  manifestation  of  Atma. 

It  has  already  become  clear  that  the  same  law  holds  good  for  the 
initiation  of  the  disciple  and  the  initiation  of  the  Master,  once  allowance 
is  made  for  difference  of  degree.  There  is  one  point  at  which  the  analogy 
is  completely  true,  though  it  may  not  be  always  realized:  just  as  there 
are  difficulties  and  perplexing  problems  for  the  disciple,  which  can  only 
be  solved  by  courage  and  endurance  and  humility,  and  even  then  solved 
practically,  rather  than  comprehended,  so,  on  their  own  evidence,  there 
are  difficulties  and  even  insolvable  problems  for  the  Masters  themselves, 
which  they  approach  by  the  same  path  of  courage  and  humility,  finding 
a  working  method,  rather  than  a  full  comprehension.  And  no  matter 
what  lofty  peak  of  spiritual  splendour  may  be  reached,  the  depths  of 
the  sky  will  still  be  as  far  above  it ;  there  will  ever  be  deeper  and  greater 
mysteries. 

This  is  in  the  nature  of  things.  Sir  Oliver  Lodge  has  been  quoted 
as  saying  that  Science  asks  questions  which  will  never  be  answered. 
And  it  must  be  so,  even  when  it  is  a  question  of  the  greatest  Masters. 
For  it  is  in  the  nature  of  things  impossible  that  Being  should  go  behind 
Being,  to  discover  why  Being  is.  It  is  in  the  nature  of  things  impossible 
that  Consciousness  should  observe  the  causes  which  bring  Consciousness 
into  being,  or  detect  the  source  from  which  Consciousness  springs.  That 
is  insolvable  and  will  remain  insolvable  for  ever. 

That  divine  and  mysterious  principle  which  lies  behind  manifested 
consciousness,  and  from  which  consciousness  springs,  is,  in  its  unmani- 
fested  form,  ever  unknowable.  It  is  in  essence  one  with  Parabrahm, 
the  eternally  Unknowable.  Therefore  it  is  said  that  this  mysterious 
One  is  swifter  than  mind,  swifter  than  thought.  However  swiftly  thought 
may  move,  the  mysteriousness  of  the  One  is  there  before  it ;  the  mystery 
still  remains  a  mystery.  It  perpetually  outstrips  the  mind's  bright  powers. 
However  far  the  plummet  may  descend,  there  are  still  the  unfathomable 
depths  beyond. 

But  while  unknowable  in  its  unmanifested  form,  the  divine  element 
is  knowable  in  its  manifested  form;  Atma  is  knowable  when  it  is 
revealed  as  Buddhi.  And  in  a  certain  sense  it  is  true  that  the  whole 
process  of  initiation  is  simply  the  progressive  revelation  of  Buddhi  in 
the  consciousness  of  the  disciple.  This  may  help  us  to  realize  what  a 
tremendous  and  vital  thing  the  principle  we  call  Buddhi  is. 

We  know  Buddhi,  so  far,  through  its  two  reflections:  Prana  and 
Kama.  If  we  consider  Prana  alone,  how  immense  is  its  scope,  as  the 
sustaining  power  of  all  vegetable  and  animal  life  throughout  the  world, 

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the  "vital  fire,"  in  its  simplest  form;  yet,  though  in  its  simplest  form, 
ceaselessly  working  miracles. 

But  what  we  have  now  to  realize,  what  the  disciple  has  to  realize 
at  the  point  we  are  considering  is,  that  all  the  miracles  of  the  mani- 
fested world,  wrought  out  by  Prana,  the  Life-force,  are  no  more  than 
reflections  of  the  real  miracles  of  Buddhi,  into  which  he  is  now  to  be 
initiated  by  progressive  degrees. 

It  would  be  well  to  understand  at  the  outset,  that,  just  as  with  the 
seven  principles,  the  lower  six  are  synthesized  by  the  seventh,  Atma; 
so  with  each  principle:  it  has  six  aspects,  powers,  sub-principles,  what- 
ever we  may  agree  to  call  them,  which  are  synthesized  by  the  seventh; 
these  sub-principles  exactly  corresponding,  under  the  universal  law  of 
Correspondence,  to  the  primary  principles. 

Thus  the  principle  with  which  we  are  now  concerned,  the  "divine 
fire",  Buddhi,  should  be  regarded  as  containing,  or  consisting  of,  seven 
sub-principles,  six  of  which  are  synthesized  by  the  seventh;  this  group 
of  seven  sub-principles  accurately  corresponding  to  the  seven  primary 
principles. 

The  sub-principles  of  Buddhi  have  been  described  as  the  seven 
Shaktis,  or  spiritual  powers.  For  our  present  purpose,  we  need  only 
consider  the  four  higher  Shaktis :  Ichchha  shakti,  which  is  the  sub- 
principle  of  Buddhi  corresponding  to  Kama;  Kriya  shakti,  the  sub- 
principle  of  Buddhi  corresponding  to  Manas;  Kundalini  shakti,  the 
sub-principle  of  Buddhi  corresponding  to  Buddhi  itself ;  and  Mantrika 
shakti,  the  sub-principle  of  Buddhi  corresponding  to  Atma,  and  synthe- 
sizing the  six. 

In  a  certain  sense,  the  task  before  the  disciple  is  the  evocation  of 
the  "divine  fire",  Kundalini,  and  the  infusion  of  the  principle  of  Will 
in  him  by  that  divine  fire ;  the  golden  light  mingling  with  the  red  flame, 
to  produce  the  colour  of  the  mystic  rose.  The  fiery  aspiration  of  the 
disciple  evokes  the  higher  celestial  fire,  and  the  two  blend  in  one,  the 
holy  fire  which  shall  thereafter  illumine  and  enkindle  that  disciple's  heart 
and  life  and  every  act. 

This  awakened  divine  fire  is  intuition,  creative  genius,  the  essence 
of  aspiration;  it  infuses  itself  into  Kriya  shakti  (the  sub-principle  of 
Buddhi  which  corresponds  to  Manas),  the  power  of  imagination  and 
thought.  Imagination  then  becomes  the  power  to  give  form  to  divine 
intuition  and  inspiration,  whether  that  form  be  in  words  or  any  other 
vehicle  of  representation;  and  thought,  inspired  by  the  divine  light, 
becomes  prophetic,  formulating  the  plans  and  purposes  of  the  Eternal. 

This  evocation  of  Buddhi,  this  arousing  of  the  divine  fire  by  sacrifice 
and  aspiration,  is  the  mystical  meaning  within  the  story  of  Prometheus, 
who  brought  down  divine  fire  to  men;  and  Prometheus  has  his  proto- 
type in  Matarishvan,  the  Vedic  Prometheus,  who  brought  down  the 
divine  fire  for  the  Bhrigus,  as  told  in  the  sixtieth  hymn  of  the  first  circle 
of  the  Rig  Veda.  C.  J. 

(To  be  continued.) 


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DEAR 
You  ask  me  what  my  personal  observations  were  in  regard  to 
the  inner  reactions  of  men  in  the  Army,  their  spiritual  experiences 
at  the  front,  the  forces  impelling  them,  what  they  thought  and 
felt.  And,  knowing  that  you  have  read  many  letters  of  French  priests  who 
were  fighting  in  the  ranks,  and  many  other  expressions  either  published, 
or  from  private  sources,  of  true  realization  of  the  forces  that  were,  and 
are,  actually  at  war :  of  utter  and  joyous  self-sacrifice ;  of  inner  spiritual 
experience  and  conscious  nearness  to  Those  in  the  real  world  who,  too, 
were  fighting  and  directing — I  am  horribly  afraid  that  you  are  going  to 
be  disappointed.  For  of  all  those  with  whom  I  was,  or  with  whom  I 
talked,  only  one  ever  mentioned  the  name  of  God  in  my  hearing.  That 
was  after  an  air-raid  one  night  at  the  front,  when  a  German  plane,  after 
circling  for  some  minutes  round  and  round  directly  above  the  darkened 
shack  in  which  we  were  sitting  and  only  about  200  metres  up,  finally 
departed  without  doing  us  any  damage.  My  immediate  superior  said  to 
me  in  the  dark :  "There  is  only  one  reason  why  that  Boche  didn't  wipe 
us  out  as  we  sat,  and  that  is  that  God  had  hold  of  the  situation,  and  didn't 
want  him  to." 

An  extraordinary  record,  or,  rather,  lack  of  a  record.  And  yet  it 
does  not  mean  to  me  that  our  young  men  did  not  see  visions ;  that  they 
were  not  having  their  inner  experiences.  Far  from  it.  It  meant  merely 
that,  save  in  exceptional  cases,  they  did  not  want  to  talk  about  them, 
or  that  they  did  not  know  how  to  put  those  things  into  words  if  they  did 
wish  to  do  so — and  that  I  personally  did  not  encounter  any  exceptional 
cases.  Frankly,  at  first  I  was  disappointed,  for  I,  too,  had  read  many 
such  "personal  documents"  as  those  which  I  think  you  have  in  mind, 
and  I  wanted  to  meet  and  work  with  and  talk  to  men  who  had  so  felt 
and  lived  and  experienced,  and  who  could  so  express  their  experiences. 
But,  whatever  the  reticence  and  for  whatever  the  reasons,  it  was  speedily 
obvious  that  the  feeling  and  the  experience  were  there,  that  men  were 
being  moved  by  forces  bigger  than  those  apparent  on  the  surface  of 
things  and  that  in  many  cases  all  that  was  best  in  them  recognized  this 
fact.  When  a  General  at  a  Brigade  Headquarters  wraps  an  exhausted 
runner  in  his  own  overcoat,  tells  him  gruffly  to  sleep  a  bit,  and  rises  with 
a  determinedly  expressionless  face  but  with  shining  eyes,  it  is  impossible 
to  doubt  that  the  spirit  of  real  self-sacrifice  runs  through  that  Brigade — 
impossible  to  doubt,  too,  that  the  General  in  question  would  rather  do 
anything  in  the  world  than  talk  about  it  in  those  terms. 

But  to  digress,  to  begin  at  the  end  of  things  as  it  were,  there  is  one 
reaction  which  is  most  unfortunate  and  unsettling.  One  of  the  most 
surprising  things — I  was  almost  about  to  say  discouraging,  and  yet 

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it  is  in  a  way  natural — was  to  return  home  to  find  that  six  people  out 
of  seven  with  whom  one  talked  were  totally  lacking  in  comprehension  of 
the  scale  upon  which  our  military  operations  were  conducted  in  France ; 
ignorant  of  the  very  whereabouts  of  those  places  where  the  men  of  our 
Expeditionary  Forces  fought  and  died;  failing  utterly  to  realize  the 
awfulness  of  modern  war  or  what  our  effort  meant  in  terms  of  sacrifice, 
suffering,  hardship,  sleepless  hours  of  action  and  work.  Some  of  them 
could  talk  of  these  things  for  a  while  with  more  or  less  fluency  if  not  with 
accuracy,  for  they  had  read  literature  of  the  war  to  any  extent.  But  they 
did  not  have  the  feel  of  the  thing,  they  did  not  know;  they  had  been  too 
far  away,  too  safe.  And  so  it  was  easy  for  them,  within  a  few  weeks  of 
the  signing  of  the  Armistice,  to  relapse  into  their  old  pre-war  interests 
and  ways  of  living ;  correspondingly  easy  for  them,  too,  as  time  went  on, 
to  be  able  to  talk  less  and  less  fluently,  to  care  less  to  talk  at  all.  And  so 
it  has  been  proportionately  harder  for  each  returning  combat  unit — more 
than  proportionately  harder,  for  those  divisions  which  bore  the  burden 
and  heat  of  the  day  and  which  were  first  and  longest  in  the  line  returned 
home  last, — to  realize  that  those  at  home  were  ever  alive,  to  the  degree 
that  they  were,  with  real  feeling  for  our  effort  in  France,  with  true 
pride  and  gratitude.  It  was  difficult  for  them,  when  they  came  home, 
to  find  everyone  insisting  on  their  rights  in  some  form  or  other,  to  under- 
stand that  the  country  had  ever  subordinated  self  to  the  spirit  of 
obedience  and  co-ordinated  effort  for  a  common  cause.  Their  reaction 
is  obvious,  coming  as  it  did  months  after  the  let-down  from  their  high 
plane  of  effort  in  the  shadow  of  death,  and  after  unavoidable  weeks  of 
boredom  in  wet  billets  in  France  and  Germany. 

But  this  is  beside  the  point,  in  a  way :  it  is  not  what  you  have  asked 
about.  As  our  men  gave,  it  seemed  to  me,  so  they  received,  and  the 
more  fully  they  gave,  the  more  they  were  helped  to  receive.  At  first,  in 
the  cantonments  on  this  side  of  the  water,  they  learned  to  disregard  the 
demands  and  complaints  of  the  body,  to  force  it  to  undreamed-of  limits 
of  fatigue  and  endurance,  and  they  found  that  it  would  respond  and  that  it 
would  thrive  under  this  Rule.  They  learned  in  the  Army  how  to  obey,  and 
they  learned,  too,  that  it  was  far  easier  to  obey  than  it  was  to  try  to  work 
things  out  for  themselves,  and  that  life  was  a  far  simpler  thing  from  this 
viewpoint  than  it  had  ever  been  before.  They  learned  to  obey,  not  only 
when  they  liked  and  loved  their  Commanding  Officer,  but  even  when 
they  disliked  and  hated  him,  for  one  of  the  first  things  which  the  elements 
of  our  divisions  acquired,  and  very  rapidly,  was  an  excellent  esprit  de 
corps.  If  the  Commanding  Officer  was  weak  and  inefficient,  so  much 
the  more  reason  for  the  organization  to  be  strong :  there  was  a  big  job  on 
hand.  They  gave  themselves,  in  other  words,  to  something  infinitely 
bigger  than  themselves,  at  first  unconsciously  and  perhaps  unwillingly. 
But  whether  they  were  in  the  Army  because  they  felt  that  they  "ought 
to  go,"  or  that  it  was  their  country's  call,  or  that  they  were  having  a  part 
in  making  the  world  safe  from  a  beastly  thing,  or  whether,  best  of  all, 


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they  realized  that  it  was  a  straight  fight  of  good  against  evil,  the  Master's 
fight  and  His  call — for  whatever  of  these  reasons  they  gave  themselves, 
the  motive  improved  and  strengthened  as  they  went  along. 

For  little  by  little  they  realized,  as  they  saw  officers  and  men  continu- 
ally transferred  from  one  organization  to  another  for  purposes  of  more 
perfect  general  co-ordination  and  higher  efficiency,  that  there  was  some- 
thing greater  than  Regimental,  or  even  Divisional  esprit  de  corps.  They 
saw  that  the  General  Staff  considered  the  truest  interests  of  the  Service 
as  a  whole  in  these  transfers,  that  it  was  The  Army  that  it  had  in  mind, 
not  its  subdivisions  or  individuals  therein.  They  saw  that  everyone  was 
a  part  of  a  great  machine,  and  that  that  machine  was  as  strong  only  as 
its  weakest  part.  They  realized  that  it  really  did  not  matter  in  the  least 
whether  one  did  a  thing  oneself  and  got  the  credit  for  it  and  the  ensuing 
promotion ;  that  the  point  was  that  the  thing  must  be  done  and  done  well, 
in  order  that  the  Army  should  do  well ;  and  that  great  things  could  not  be 
accomplished  unless  the  smaller  things  which  were  to  lead  up  to  them 
were  done  faithfully. 

And  then,  after  they  had  learned  these  things  and  some  others,  the 
time  came  for  them  to  go  overseas.  Most  men,  I  fancy, — certainly  all 
those  who  had  to  any  degree  become  self-conscious  in  the  real  sense  of 
the  word, — said  goodbye  for  good,  in  their  hearts  at  least,  to  those  whom 
they  most  loved,  knowing  what  the  odds  are  in  modern  war.  They  gave 
up,  willingly  by  now  and  consciously,  something  more.  And  then,  when 
they  arrived  in  France,  they  began  to  receive  still  further,  in  a  different 
way,  and  in  another  atmosphere  of  sacrifice  and  want  and  grief  and 
stress — and  of  smiles  and  glad  welcome. 

Nothing  will  ever  make  our  men  forget  that  welcome,  or  how  the 
French  fought,  or  that  scarred  land  and  those  ruined  homes,  or  the 
spirit  of  the  women,  or  the  pathos  of  the  children.  The  published  reports 
of  the  leave-takings  when  the  First  and  Second  Divisions,  which  had 
been  over  longest,  embarked  for  home,  made  one  realize  the  truth  of 
this,  and  did  much  to  counteract  earlier  rumours  of  dissatisfaction  and 
grumbling  in  regard  to  overcharging  by  the  French,  for  which  our  men 
were  largely  responsible  themselves,  and  in  regard  to  unsanitary  condi- 
tions in  billets,  which  in  the  circumstances  could  not  under  any  conditions 
have  been  helped.  These  reverberations  were,  in  the  nature  of  things, 
the  natural  results  of  plain  home-sickness  and  of  general  fed-up-ness 
and  boredom  as  much  as  anything  else;  and  those  same  men  who  are 
grumbling  now  will  be  the  first  later  on,  when  things  fall  into  the  proper 
perspective,  to  speak  in  quick  defence  of  any  criticism  when  France  is 
mentioned  in  their  hearing,  and  to  say,  "Believe  me,  boy,  I  lived  with 
those  people,  and  I  fought  with  them,  and  I  know." 

Much  has  been  written  about  troops  in  the  line,  but  the  atmosphere, 
the  feel,  of  a  great  headquarters,  that  of  a  Corps  or  of  an  Army,  has  not 
often  been  described.  As  one  went  up  through  the  forward  areas  towards 
the  line  one  became  conscious  of  an  increasing  "rarity"  in  the  atmosphere, 


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of  a  greater  tension,  of  a  lifting-up  of  the  whole  thing  to  a  plane  on 
which  one  had  not  functioned  before,  but  on  which  it  was  relatively  easy 
and  natural  to  do  so.  There  was  the  feeling  of  things  supernatural  in 
the  air,  that  one  was  entering  upon  hallowed  ground,  and  it  was  easy, 
as  the  motor-car  slipped  by  woods  and  forests,  to  imagine  that  the 
glimpses  of  light  against  the  sky  between  broken  trees  were  the  flashings 
of  wings.  These  feelings  were  accentuated  at  a  great  headquarters, 
especially  just  before  an  attack;  for  then  the  work  is  being  done,  and 
during  the  barrage  and  at  the  jumping-off  hour  there  is  a  lull  until 
reports  come  in  and  further  dispositions  have  to  be  made.  Outwardly 
everything  is  very  quiet,  moves  very  quickly  and  noiselessly  with  no 
hurry  but  great  speed,  and  there  is  no  appreciable  interruption  even 
during  shelling  or  an  air-raid.  But  always  there  was  the  consciousness 
that  the  whole  thing  was  being  directed  and  managed  from  much  higher 
up  than  from  French  Great  Headquarters.  It  was  impossible  to  lose 
that  sense  of  Higher  Direction ;  of  great  spiritual  forces  opposed ;  of  joy 
in  heaven  over  the  incipient  giving  way  of  the  hosts  of  evil ;  that  under- 
neath and  around  and  above  all  the  pressure  and  strain  and  tension  and 
breathless  watchfulness  was  something  which  sustained,  drove,  guided, 
worked  in  and  through  those  who  were  there,  whether  they  knew  it  or 
not,  and  because  they  were  there  and  in  a  holy  place.  Something,  too, 
which  watched  over  the  complexities  of  the  movements  of  great  bodies 
of  troops  (our  First  Field  Army  was  composed  at  one  time  of  over  one 
million  men),  from  the  time  the  Field  Order  was  written  at  the  table  of 
the  Commanding  General ;  still  guiding  while  it  was  in  the  hands  of 
couriers  speeding  over  shell-swept  roads  and  beyond  all  further  human 
control,  on  their  way  to  distant  points  over  a  vast  area;  guiding  more 
than  ever  as  it  finally  went  forward  to  batteries  and  companies.  Some- 
thing was  guiding,  presiding  over  the  inconceivable  confusion,  making 
sure  that  it  got  there  safely  and  in  time,  and  that  it  was  acted  upon  aright 
by  each  successive  individual.  Prayers  were  being  said — and  being 
answered — not  only  at  Headquarters  but  by  the  unseen  Companions  who 
were  thick  in  the  air  of  those  front  areas,  those  who  had  fought  before 
and  were  fighting  then,  with  all  the  forces  of  the  spiritual  world  to 
back  them. 

And  they  were  at  Headquarters,  too,  those  Companions,  watching, 
sustaining,  directing.  It  was  their  Operation,  you  see,  in  reality.  Men 
could  not  have  worked  as  they  did,  two  or  three  hours'  sleep  sometimes 
in  four  or  five  days,  and  worked  effectively,  without  their  presence. 
The  physical  body  would  have  broken  down  without  their  help,  especially 
when,  after  such  strain,  an  order  would  suddenly  come  to  go  forward 
for  a  personal  reconnaissance  at  some  doubtful  point.  More  hours 
without  sleep  and  without  food,  with  great  responsibility.  (The  modern 
staff  is  a  very  different  thing  from  Civil  War  days.)  But  the  Companions 
were  there,  and  blessed  was  he  who  knew  it,  for  so  much  the  more  help 
could  they  give. 


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\ 

But  you  have  asked  about  certain  specific  things,  and  this  letter  has 
rambled  on,  resolving  itself  into  a  few  general  personal  impressions,  and 
has  not  really  answered  your  questions.  Forgive  it,  please.  For,  after 
all,  they  can  be  briefly  summed  up.  As  our  men  gave,  they  received. 
And  according  to  the  degree  of  their  conscious  and  selfless  giving,  other 
things,  too,  were  added.  For  to  those  who  came  back  life  will  never  be 
the  same.  There  will  be  a  new  power  and  drive  and  self-confidence  in 
all  that  they  do,  a  new  hardness  and  a  new  gentleness,  a  new  understanding 
of  humanity,  a  new  feeling  for  those  whom  they  love,  a  deeper  consecra- 
tion to  the  things  for  which  they  offered  themselves.  And  those  who 
did  not  come  back,  who  gave  to  the  uttermost,  whose  bodies  are  lying  in 
consecrated  ground,  who  went  up  through  the  dark  narrow  passage 
to  the  larger  room  where  their  Captain  was  waiting  for  them  with  a 
smile — surely  they  have  received  beyond  all  that  they  could  have  asked 
or  thought. 

Faithfully  yours, 

STUART  DUDLEY. 


There  are  not  many  happinesses  so   complete  as  those   that  are 
snatched  under  the  shadow  of  the  sword. — KIPLING. 


Would  you  wish  to  know  if  you  are  really  devout?  Then  take  heed 
of  what  you  lose,  what  you  fear,  wherefore  you  rejoice,  or  why  you 
sorrow. — ST.  BERNARD. 


BOLSHEVIK  VERSE 


"The  meanest  having  power  upon  the  highest, 
And  the  high  purpose  broken  by  the  worm" — 

IDYLLS  OF  THE  KING. 

4LL  beautiful  things  are  imitated,  whether  they  are  nature's   or 

/\    man's — babe's  skin  or  point  de  Venise.     Sometimes  the  imitation 

J^     V  is  clever,  sometimes  crude,  and  sometimes  it  is  malicious.     The 

clever   imitator   knows   the   goal    of   his    effort,    and    uses   his 

intelligence    to    arrive    close    to    his    mark.      The    crude    imitator    is 

usually  too  dull  to  know  that  a  fair  pattern  is  being  copied — his  desire 

has  come  to  be  for  high  colour,  so  rouge  is  laid  on  thick. 

Clever  imitations  are  the  more  evil.  Their  perpetrators  are  clear 
sighted  enough  to  perceive  beauty  and  its  value;  and  intelligent  enough 
to  know  in  a  measure  how  to  produce  it.  Recognition  of  what  is 
genuine  implies  power  latent  to  achieve  it;  but  the  imitator  refuses  to 
develop  his  constructive  ability.  He  takes  instead,  a  short  cut  to  a 
makeshift.  He  endeavours  to  arrive  with  the  minimum  of  outlay.  The 
true  artist,  on  the  other  hand,  starves  or  freezes  and  gives  his  last  ounce 
of  energy  to  bring  into  expression  some  further  fragment  of  imperishable 
Beauty. 

During  the  two  decades  of  the  present  century  there  has  been  forged 
a  large  body  of  counterfeit  poetry.  As  the  false  coins  came  from  the 
press,  they  were  thrown  aside  by  those  who  collect  and  appraise  mintage, 
watching  keenly  for  new  treasures  to  add  to  their  old.  The  counterfeit 
was  so  crude  that  no  one,  it  seemed,  could  be  deceived.  The  pieces  were 
not  designed  for  circulation.  They  were  freaks  in  verse,  done  in  mockery 
of  a  certain  public  that  forever  demands  something  new.  The  authors, 
one  felt,  were  practical  jokers,  hoaxing  pretentious  and  gullible  dilettanti. 
Mr.  Edgar  Lee  Masters  and  Miss  Amy  Lowell  are  the  best  known  of 
these  .authors. 

People  in  general  are  not  observant  or  discriminating.  They  do 
not  examine  their  coins.  If  some  one  passes  a  piece  to  them,  that  is 
its  warrant.  They  accept  and  pass  it  on.  All  standards  are  easily 
vitiated  if  the  process  be  made  gradual.  The  standard  of  taste  has  thus 
been  vitiated.  These  verse  hoaxes,  which  a  collector  would  not  even 
assay,  have  been  passed  from  one  to  another.  Now  some  have  ventured 
to  show  them  openly  as  specie  of  the  realm.  They  may  or  may  not 
become  current.  For  discrimination  between  the  genuine  and  the  untrue, 
on  all  planes,  in  art,  in  science,  in  politics,  in  manners,  in  society,  in 
religion  (discrimination  which  is  the  goal  of  education),  has  not  been 
developed  in  a  public  that  is  schooled  but  not  educated, — education,  in 
the  process  of  being  spread  over  a  wide  surface,  having  become  so  thin 
that  it  is  salt  without  savour. 

232 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE      .  233 

Consider  a  specimen  of  this  verse  hoax,  seven  sentences  with  the 
title  "Southern  Pacific,"  and  printed  thus : 

Huntington  sleeps  in  a  house  six  feet  long. 

Huntington  dreams  of  railroads  he  built  and  owned. 

Huntington  dreams  of  ten  thousand  men  saying:  Yes,  sir. 

Blithery  sleeps  in  a  house  six  feet  long. 

Blithery  dreams  of  rails  and  ties  he  laid. 

Blithery  dreams  of  saying  to  Huntington :  Yes,  sir. 

Huntington, 

Blithery,  sleep  in  houses  six  feet  long.1 

What  esthetic,  intellectual,  emotional,  or  volitional  centre  does  it 
reach  in  a  normal  human  being?  The  motif  of  these  seven  sentences  is 
malice,  that  is  set  scheming  in  the  author  by  his  envy  and  ignoble 
ambition.  We  are  asked  to  admire  these  sentences,  and  others  like 
them,  as  representing  the  present  glorious  trend  of  American  literature 
and  American  life.  But  America  stands  for  an  ideal,  while  this  hoax 
is  not  only  thoroughly  materialist,  but  (whatever  the  author's  race) 
thoroughly  Jewish.  There  has  been  a  blurring  of  racial  characteristics 
in  the  internationalizing  effort  carried  on  by  social  settlements  and 
kindred  organizations  during  the  past  thirty  years ;  in  the  resulting  Irish 
stew  the  constituent  elements  are  often  unrecognizable.  Personal 
mortality,  the  going  down  to  the  grave,  the  dismalness  of  Sheol — the 
consequent  necessity  of  crowding  into  one's  material  span  whatever  is  to 
be  possessed,  disappointment  at  what  cannot  be  grasped, — that  was  the 
prevalent  and  dominant  Jewish  metaphysic.  It  was  superseded  by  one 
Fact  of  Immortality  which  every  individual  can  prove  again  for  himself 
by  experimentation.  But  an  overthrown  concept  of  metaphysic  may 
survive,  and,  in  this  case,  does,  to  influence  the  course  of  human  conduct. 
Neither  Huntington  nor  Blithery  sleeps  in  that  house.  The  physical 
garment  of  each  is  buried  in  a  grave.  If  Huntington  dream  at  all  of 
men  it  is  most  likely  of  their  stupidity  and  stubbornness  in  hindering 
his  intelligent  plans.  If  Blithery  spend  one  moment  of  time  away  from 
work  in  thought  about  his  work — it  is  incredible !  Selfish  envy  prompts 
this  verse  imitation — the  author's  desire  to  obtain  for  himself,  for  his 
personal  comfort  and  ease,  things  which  were  given  to  Huntington,  by 
the  way,  as  tools, — because  he  was  using  his  abilities  in  the  cause  of 
civilization.  The  author  disguises  his  personal  interest  under  care  for 
Blithery.  The  disguise  deceives  no  one  but  himself  and  his  kind. 

These  counterfeiters  of  verse  think  to  make  their  way  because  they 
call  Walt  Whitman  father.  Whitman's  place  as  a  classic  is  established. 
Passage  of  years  has  brought  sympathetic  critics  who  have  separated  his 
gold  from  its  slag.  But  they  have  not  made  entirely  clear  the  dual 
nature  of  his  work.  Whitman  is  a  poet ;  but  he  would  seem  to  be  so  in 


1  By  Carl  Sandburg. 


234          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

spite  of  himself,  the  poet  in  him  occupying  so  small  a  part  of  his  whole 
nature.  Consider  the  period,  the  man's  vociferous  egotism,  his  intoxica- 
tion with  the  quantitative  scale  of  values,  and  his  revolutionary  program.* 
Frankly,  it  was  all  that  is  blatant  and  repulsive  in  American  life : — an 
extent  of  territory  and  natural  resources  vaster  than  any  other  nation's — 
therefore  a  finer  civilization  than  all  that  preceded.  The  outworn  nations 
have  surpassed  us  however  in  their  art,  their  poetry.  But  none  of  those 
old  foreign  poems,  Whitman  writes  in  a  final  summing  up  of  his  work,3 
is  applicable  to  American  conditions.  Poetry  of  cosmic  significance,  he 
thinks,  was  not  possible  until  the  United  States  arrived  upon  the  scene 
of  action.4  Whitman  felt  himself  called  to  supply  the  deficiency,  to  be 
the  great  poet  America  owed  to  the  world.  His  program5  was  a  complete 
break  with  the  past — to  throw  overboard  the  traditions  of  art  handed 
down  from  the  mediaeval,  feudal  period,  and  from  Greece.  Their  art 
was  based  upon  social  and  political  conditions  that  America  had  outgrown. 
They  had  made  choices.  They  had  chosen  certain  types  of  men,  heroes 
and  kings;  they  had  chosen  certain  kinds  of  acts,  romantic  and  pictur- 
esque, for  their  subjects.  In  America,  democracy  had  superseded  this 
fastidious  method  of  choice,  by  making  the  "average"  individual  the 
centre  of  life.  And  all  the  acts  of  this  "average"  individual,  indis- 
criminately, were  for  the  poet  to  sing;  there  were  no  longer  proper  and 
improper  acts,  decent  and  indecent,  private  and  public.  Whatever 
concerned  the  average  individual,  brain  or  belly,  that  was  for  the  poet 
to  celebrate. 

There  is  the  Bolshevist  program  with  its  "nationalization"  plans! 
There  was  the  poison  about  to  be  printed  as  the  creed  of  a  young 
nation,  the  real  duty  of  which  was  to  adhere  to  the  wisdom  of  the  past, 
to  build  upon  it,  and  to  cradle  a  new  race. 

Whitman's  break  with  tradition  was  complete, — governmental,  social, 
metrical.  He  would  make  a  new  form  for  himself  suitable  for  his  new 
subject,  the  "average"  man.  That  form  is  what  is  called  "free  verse." 
It  is  known  from  his  central  poem,  the  "Song  of  Myself."  It  is  a  form 
of  vociferation  and  of  cataloguing — of  listing,  first,  all  the  countries  of 
earth,  and  declaring  that  all  are  equal ;  then,  all  the  cities,  and  declaring 
them  all  equal ;  then,  all  the  rivers,  all  the  races,  all  occupations  of  men ; 
and  everything,  everywhere,  is  equal.  Nothing  is  guilty  of  the  crime 
of  being  superior  to  anything  else. 

The  blab  of  the  pave,  tires  of  carts,  sluff  of  boot-soles,  talk 
of  the  promenaders, 


'The  Prefaces  to  his  different  volumes  are  found,  pp.  256-280,  in  Complete  Prose  Workt 
by  Walt  Whitman,  D.  Appleton  &  Company,  New  York,  1908. 

3  "A  Backward  Glance  o'er  Travel'd  Roads",  p.  439  in  Leaves  of  Grass,  ed.  Small  Maynard 
&  Company,  Boston,  1907. 

Whitman  directed  that  this  comment  of  his  upon  his  work  should  be  published  with  the 
poems. 

«Ibid,  p.   437. 

B  See  the  Prefaces. 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE  235 

The  heavy  omnibus,  the  driver  with  his  interrogating  thumb,  the 

clank  of  the  shod  horses  on  the  granite  floor, 
The  snow-sleighs,  clinking,  shouted  jokes,  pelts  of  snow-balls, 
The  hurrahs  for  popular  favorites,  the  fury  of  rous'd  mobs, 
The  flap  of  the  curtain'd  litter,  a  sick  man  inside  borne  to  the 

hospital, 

The  meeting  of  enemies,  the  sudden  oath,  the  blows  and  fall, 
The  excited  crowd,  the  policeman  with  his  star  quickly  working 

his  passage  to  the  centre  of  the  crowd, 

The  impassive  stones  that  receive  and  return  so  many  echoes, 
What  groans  of  over-fed  or  half-starv'd  who  fall  sunstruck 

or  in  fits, 
What  exclamations  of  women  taken  suddenly  who  hurry  home 

and  give  birth  to  babes, 
What  living  and  buried  speech  is  always  vibrating  here,  what 

howls  restrain'd  by  decorum, 
Arrests  of  criminals,  slights,  adulterous  offers  made,  acceptances, 

rejections  with  convex  lips.8 

For  another  typical  passage,  see  the  poem,  "Salut  au  Monde"  (A  Greet- 
ing to  the  World),  the  lines  beginning, 

You  whoever  you  are ! 
You  daughter  or  son  of  England! 

You  of   the  mighty  Slavic  tribes  and  empires !  you  Russ  in 
Russia!  etc. 

This  is  not  poetry;  it  is  soap-box  oratory.  But  it  is  Whitman.  It 
is  what  Traubel  and  others  have  in  mind  when  they  hail  Whitman  as 
poet  of  democracy.  There  is  more  than  this,  however.  There  are 
passages  of  aspiration,  of  wisdom,  of  reverence  for  religion  and  all  noble 
things,  rhythmical  and  lyrical  passages  that  are  utterly  different  from  his 
lists  of  common  things  and  indecencies.  How  can  the  poet  coexist  with 
the  reveller  who  is  so  interested  in  "the  blab  of  the  pave  ?" 

The  twofold  reflective  quality  of  the  psychic  plane  makes  clear  the 
extreme  variation  in  Whitman's  writing.  "Poets  dream,"  is,  if  not  a 
proverb,  at  least  a  platitude.  Arthur  O'Shaughnessy,  speaking  for  his 
comrade  poets,  writes : 

We  are  the  music  makers, 

And   we  are  the   dreamers   of   dreams. 

Hard-minded  people  who  would  wave  aside  the  visions  of  poets  as  too 
unsubstantial  for  waking  life,  are  deeply  mistaken  in  their  narrow 
ignorance.  Those  dreams  are  the  images  of  real  things,  the  eternal 
realities  of  the  spirit,  and  the  illusory  realities  of  physical  matter.  Both 
worlds,  the  high  plane  of  spirit  and  the  low  plane  of  physical  existence, 

•  From  "Song  of  Myself." 


236          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

are  reflected  in  the  psychical  plane  which  lies  as  a  mirror  between  them. 
The  poet  lives  in  that  world  of  images;  its  fields  are  open  before  him, 
and,  as  he  wills,  he  gives  attention  to  one  or  the  other  reality.  Whitman, 
from  preference,  dwelt  in  the  meadows  of  the  lower  psychic.  From 
time  to  time,  he  made  excursions  into  the  higher  psychic  field. 

This  accounts  for  the  passages  of  beautiful  but  (usually)  unsustained 
rhythm  that  occur  in  his  writing — passages  of  sufficient  frequency  and 
of  sufficient  beauty  to  give  him  an  indisputable  place  among  the  greater 
poets.  It  means  that  he  caught  and  transmitted  the  rhythm  of  the 
higher  psychic  plane  into  which  he  was  looking,  the  plane  that  reflects 
eternal  truth  and  eternal  beauty.  Sometimes  his  contact  with  that 
plane  would  be  long  enough  to  indicate  the  architecture  of  a  lyric  such 
as  "Passage  to  India,"  and  "Song  of  the  Open  Road."  But,  as  he  works 
out  the  poem,  his  inspiration  flags,  leaving  rough  and  blank  patches.  On 
another  occasion,  while  coasting  the  border  of  the  two  fields,  a  lovely 
rhythmical  passage  (unsustained,  however)  sings  itself  out.  Such  is 
the  salutation  to  death.7  There  are  also  a  few  short  poems,  complete  in 
themselves  without  admixture  of  the  lower  plane.  "As  I  ponder'd  in 
silence"  and  "Facing  west  from  California's  shores"  are  examples  of 
this  class.8 

Through  excursions  among  the  reflections  of  the  higher  psychic 
plane,  a  certain  amount  of  wisdom  filtered  into  his  egotism  and  animality. 
This  was  not  without  result,  though  not  the  degree  of  result  to  be  wished 
from  such  leaven.  Consider  the  program  Whitman  outlined  for  himself 
in  the  Preface  to  his  first  volume  in  1855.  Colloquially,  it  is  in  the 
"scream-eagle"  style.  It  is  the  style  of  vague,  indefinite  anticipations, 
which  the  League  of  Nations,  and  some  other  official  documents  of  the 
present  day,  illustrate.  It  looks  with  sanguine  eyes  to  great  results 
ahead.  It  tells  not  a  single  definite  step  for  reaching  its  goal.  Twenty- 
five  years  later,9  while  Whitman  does  not  abate  his  anticipations  and 
indefiniteness  a  jot,  he  is  able  to  see  difficulties  in  the  way  of  his  democratic 
schemes  that  make  the  accomplishment  he  desires  something  of  a  problem. 
But  he  does  not  attempt  to  solve  the  problem.  He  admits  that  great 
individuals  are  needed  to  accomplish  national  results,  and  he  asks:  how 
can  great  individuals  be  raised  in  a  perfect  democracy  which  levels  all 
superiorities  down  to  the  average  man?  He  has  no  answer.  He  sees 
his  country  immersed  in  crude  materialism,  and  pervaded  generally  by 
lewdness.  He  cannot  name  the  first  corrective  effort  that  should  be 
made.  The  unparalleled  nobleness  which  he  foretells,  seeming  to  proceed 
from  the  actual  conditions  before  him,  tends  to  justify  those  detestable 


T  Come  lovely  and  soothing  death, 

Undulate  round  the  world,  serenely  arriving,  arriving, 
In  the  day,  in  the  night,  to  all,  to  each. 
Sooner  or  later  delicate  death,  etc.      (From  "When  lilacs  last  in  the  dooryard  bloom'd.") 

•  See  Table  of  Contents  in  Leaves  of  Grass. 

•  See  "Democratic  Vistas,"  pp.   197-250  in  Complete  Prose  Works. 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE  237 

conditions.  It  leads  those  who  approve  his  schemes  to  feel  that  they  have 
already  achieved. 

Does  the  duality  in  Whitman's  writing  set  him  apart  from  other 
poets?  Only  in  the  degree  to  which  he  refused  to  yield  himself  to  the 
moulding  influence  of  the  spiritual  world.  Poets  are  mediums ;  they  are 
not  spook-mediums  of  the  seance  room,  sensitive  to  astral  shells.  But 
they  are  sensitive  in  a  similar  way  to  higher  influences ;  and  facts  of  the 
real  world  are  brought  within  human  ken  through  the  poets'  agency. 
The  nobler  and  more  aspiring  a  poet's  nature  is,  the  more  he  submits 
himself  to  the  control  of  the  spiritual  world ;  his  life  becomes  regulated. 
There  is  an  advance  in  his  writing  from  destructiveness  and  vague  gener- 
ality to  a  constructive,  positive  and  conservative  attitude.  Shelley's  life 
and  work  show  such  an  advance.  A  poet  rarely  knows  anything  of  the 
process  taking  place  in  his  writing.  The  truth  and  beauty  which,  as  a 
medium,  he  records,  he  may  come  to  regard  as  his  truth  and  beauty.  It 
is  rare  that  a  poet  medium  is  found  pure  enough  to  transmit  facts 
unperverted.  Egotism,  impurity  of  some  kind,  distorts  the  truth.  In  the 
case  of  Wordsworth  and  others,  the  divine  impulse  cut  as  it  were  a 
channel  in  his  nature.  Wordsworth  became  aware  of  the  channel,  and 
he  would  sail  through  it  himself,  unimpelled  by  the  divine  current.  He 
(and  others  also),  was  so  blind  to  the  rationale  of  inspiration  that  he 
could  not  distinguish  between  the  poems  written  alone,  and  those  written 
when,  as  medium,  he  was  in  communication  with  a  higher  and  more 
beautiful  realm.  How  does  Whitman  differ  from  such  other  poets? 
Usually  the  poet  receives,  together  with  his  impression  of  beauty,  a  sense 
of  the  sacredness  of  a  trust.  He  is  called  to  reveal  a  higher  beauty  to 
men.  He  is  to  purify  himself  for  that  great  mission.  A  feeling  of  the 
priest  rises  in  him.  Shame  for  sin  overtakes  him.  It  is  indifference, 
heartlessness,  even  pride  and  satisfaction  in  his  sin  that  is  deplorable 
in  Whitman.  Lunacy  is  a  veil  of  charity  for  Rousseau.  There  seems 
none  for  Whitman  with  his  brood  of  six  illegitimate  children,  left  with 
their  mothers  to  shift  for  themselves. 

"Free  verse"  is  the  name  used  by  Whitman's  literary  descendants 
to  describe  their  imitation  verse  form.  "Free  verse"  is  a  near  neighbour 
to  "free  love"  and  other  detestable  things,  that  use  the  word  "free," 
euphemistically,  to  cover  the  looseness  they  really  advocate.  How 
significant  is  Miss  Lowell's  comment  upon  the  Belgian  poet,  Verhaeren, — 
a  man  in  whom  the  combat  of  dual  natures  was  also  marked.  He  has 
written  many  volumes,  lurid,  smoky,  vague.10  A  few  poems  and  the 
volume  of  love  songs,  Les  H cures  Claires  (Happy  Hours)  will  take  their 
place  with  the  true  gold  that  civilization  has  mined.  These  love  poems 
(addressed  to  his  wife)  are  as  simple  and  beautiful  as  the  most  beautiful 


10  Miss  Lowell's  general  summing  up  of  Verhaeren  fairly  represents  the  taste  of  all  the 
counterfeiters.  They  mistake  confusion  for  strength,  wrack  and  ruin  for  creative  power.  She 
comments  upon  Verhaeren  thus:  "He  is  nebulous  and  redundant.  His  colours  are  bright  and 
vague  like  flash-lights  thrown  on  a  fog.  But  his  force  is  incontestable,  and  he  hurls  along  upon 
it  in  a  whirlwind  of  extraordinary  poetry."  Six  French  Poets,  p.  44. 


238          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

love  poetry  in  literature.     Tears  of  profound  emotion,  gratitude,  resolu- 
tion— that  is  their  tone.     Read,  for  example  the  fifth  poem : 

Chaque  heure,  ou  je  songe  a  ta  bonte 

Si  simplement  profonde, 

Je  me  confonds  en  prieres  vers  toi. 

Je  suis  venu  si  tard 

Vers  la  douceur  de  ton  regard, 

Et  de  si  loin  vers  tes  deux  mains  tendues, 

Tranquillement,  par  a  travers  les  etendues! 

J'avais  en  moi  tant  de  rouille  tenace 

Qui  me  rongeait,  a  dents  rapaces, 

La  confiance. 

J'etais  si  lourd,  j'etais  si  las, 

J'etais  si  vieux  de  mefiance, 

J'etais  si  lourd,  j'etais  si  las 

Du  vain  chemin  de  tous  mes  pas. 

Je  meritais  si  peu  la  merveilleuse  joie 

De  voir  tes  pieds  illuminer  ma  voie, 

Que  j'en  reste  tremblant  encore  et  presque  en  pleurs 

Et  humble,  a  tout  jamais,  en  face  du  bonheur. 

But  in  her  study  of  Verhaeren,  Miss  Lowell  mentions  with  the  faintest 
praise  this  his  best  work.  "Verhaeren's  love  story  has  evidently  been 
tranquil  and  happy.  The  poems  are  very  sweet  and  graceful,  but  it  must 
be  confessed  not  of  extreme  importance.  They  are  all  written  in  regular 
metre,  which  seems  almost  typical  of  their  calm  and  unoriginal  flow. 
Verhaeren  does  not  belong  to  the  type  of  man  to  whom  love  is  a  divine 
adventure.  He  has  regarded  it  as  a  beneficent  haven  in  which  to  repair 
himself  for  new  departures."11  Miss  Lowell  is  not  aware  of  the  unpleas- 
ant and  immoral  implication  in  her  criticism.  But  others,  less  reputable, 
know  the  fraternal  relation  of  free  verse  and  indecencies;  and  for 
purposes  of  their  own,  they  strive  to  gain  vogue  for  ideas  of  unrestraint. 
Does  not  every  poet  or  artist  bring  his  own  form  with  him?  In 
making  new  rhythms  was  Whitman  more  revolutionary  than  every  new 
poet  is  ?  An  artist's  manner  of  expression  is  part  of  his  individuality.  It 
is  unlike  any  other  artist's,  just  as  his  face  and  voice  are  unlike.  But  all 
are  of  a  type,  and  the  usual  ambition  of  an  artist  has  been  to  shine  with 
"new  grace  in  old  forms."  In  the  upbuilding  process  of  evolution,  a 
discarding  of  past  experience,  a  cut  across  old  traditions,  a  radical  casting 
aside  of  everything  hitherto  found  convenient,  seems  like  a  surgical 
operation  upon  the  human  frame.  Whether  successful  or  not,  it  is  an 
experiment  to  save  an  imperilled  condition.  The  arts  may  come  into 
states  of  peril,  as  the  body  does,  where  cutting  may  be  necessary  to  further 


"Ibid,  pp.  44,  45. 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE  239 

the  main  process  of  upbuilding.  But  it  is  at  least  unwise  to  make  the 
medicine  of  life  its  daily  food.  Take  an  example  from  painting.  Claude 
Monet  paints  pictures  differently  from  every  other  artist — some  of  his 
lily-ponds  have  the  charm  of  life.  But  why  should  he  take  the  trouble 
involved  in  building  up  for  himself  an  entirely  new  method  of  applying 
pigment?  The  picture  in  the  Metropolitan  Museum — sunlight  on  Rouen 
Cathedral — is  a  masterpiece,  if  seen  at  sufficient  distance.  But  is  not 
that  method  defective  which  cannot  obtain  its  result  save  with  distance? 
If  Monet  had  chosen  to  train  himself  in  traditional  methods,  is  it  not 
possible  that  his  genius  would  have  won  even  higher  rank  than  he  holds  ? 
Granted  the  success  of  his  experiment — pigment  laid  on  with  a  knife,  so 
thick  that  at  normal  distance  the  canvas  looks  more  like  blobs  of  paint 
than  a  picture,  is  it  anything  but  an  antic?  Free  verse  is  a  similar 
experiment.  Traditional  metrical  forms  were  given  new  and  rich  grace 
by  Swinburne,  a  contemporary  of  Whitman.  Whitman  had  a  Bolshevist 
nature.  He  chose  to  reject  experience  and  to  innovate.  There  is  not 
one  of  his  "free"  verses  that  could  not  have  been  put  equally  well  or 
better  in  regular  metrical  form.12  He  discarded  tried  success  for  vague 
possibilities. 

Whitman's  descendants  descend  from  one  side  of  him  only,  the  lower 
personality,  the  crude  animal,  the  ill-bred,  blatant  villager.  He  had 
insisted  that  the  facts  of  life,  and  not  romance,  are  the  right  subject  for 
poetry.  His  literary  sons  write  about  the  fleshy  facts  of  life,  unradiated 
by  the  divine  light  which  alone  lifts  physical  life  above  the  plane  of  the 
charnel  house.  They  celebrate 

The  carnal  buoyance  and  the  common  sense 
Of  sane  and  sensual  humanity.18 

All  who  have  read  Dante  know  what  a  dreadful  thing  the  Inferno  is. 
Many  people  prefer  to  leave  it  unread  until  they  have  understood  some- 
thing of  the  Paradiso  which  explains  why  the  corpses  are  dead  in  sin. 
Spoon  River,1*  and  other  writings  of  the  kind,  are  an  Inferno  without 
any  explanatory  and  relieving  Paradiso.  They  are  a  cynical  record  of 
sordid,  earthy  events,  life  as  it  might  be  viewed  from  a  Police  Court,  life 
uninterpreted  by  the  soul — suicide,  sexuality,  the  whole  body  of  death. 
In  carrying  out  Whitman's  ideas,  these  men  and  women  reach  a  position 
of  belligerency  and  hostility  against  the  nation  that  would  horrify  his 
nebulous  expectations.  Mr.  Masters  concludes  a  piece  of  military  portrai- 
ture with  this  hideous  treason. 


u  Consider  the  second  stanza  of  his  well-known  "When  lilacs  last  in  the  dooryard  bloom'd." 
A  good  student  in  a  college  course  on  verse  forms  could  (and  would  be  obliged  to)  work  up 
these  lazy  broken  lines  into  something  that  would  pass  muster. 

O  powerful  western  fallen  star! 

O  shades  of  night — O  moody,  tearful  night! 

O  great  star   disappeared — O   the  black  murk  that  hides  the  star! 

O  cruel    hands   that   hold   me    powerless — O    helpless   soul    of   me! 

O  harsh  surrounding  cloud  that  will  not  free  my  soul. 
"John  Hall  Wheelock. 
14  Spoon  River  Anthology,  by  Edgar  Lee  Masters. 


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bullying,  hatred,  degradation  among  us, 


And  days  of  loathing  and  nights  of  fear 

To  the  hour  of  the  charge  through  the  steaming  swamp, 

Following  the  flag, 

Till  I  fell  with  a  scream,  shot  through  the  guts. 

Now  there's  a  flag  over  me  in  Spoon  River! 

A  flag!  a  flag! 

Mr.  Wood  (Charles  Erskine  Scott),  another  counterfeiter,  incites  to  a 
Red  Guard  orgy  of  murder  and  theft.  He  tries  to  invest  with  heroism 
men  as  devoid  of  heroism,  loyalty,  and  principle  as  those  who  organize 
the  industrial  strikes  of  the  day. 

The  victims  of  the  God  of  Gold 

No  longer  march  into  his  blood-dripping  maw. 

Their  faces  are  set  toward  Death. 

Their  breasts  are  naked. 

They  have  beaten  their  hammers  and  saws  into  knives. 

Their  eyes  are  fixed.     They  are  willing  to  die. 

Death  is  their  drummer,  drumming 

Upon  the  unknown  graves  of  the  oppressed. 

At  the  front  of  the  terrible  army  flaunt  two  great  standards, 
Writhing  like  giant  dragons  above  the  sea  of  gray  faces. 
On  one  is  written,  "Justice;" 
On  the  other,  "Freedom." 

They  are  written  in  blood. 

The  foreigner  on  our  shores,  the  young  Italian  draft  obstructor  (as  it 
is  euphemistically  phrased),  Giovanitti,  is  another  son  of  Whitman's 
Bolshevism.  He  preaches  a  riot  of  anarchy  as  the  next  step  toward  the 
consummation  of  brotherhood  which  looms  indefinitely  in  the  future. 

Arise,  and  against  every  hand  jeweled  with  the  rubies  of  murder, 

Against  every  mouth  that  sneers  at  the  tears  of  mercy, 

Against  every  foul  smell  of  the  earth, 

Against  every  head  that  a  footstool  raises  over  your  head, 

Against  every  word  that  was  written  before  this  was  said, 

Against  every  happiness  that  never  knew  sorrow, 

And  every  glory  that  never  knew  love  and  sweat, 

Against  silence  and  death,  and  fear 

Arise  with  a  mighty  roar ! 

Arise  and  declare  your  war ; 

For  the  wind  of  the  dawn  is  blowing, 

For  the  eyes  of  the  East  are  glowing, 

For  the  lark  is  up  and  the  cock  is  crowing, 

And  the  day  of  judgment  is  here ! 


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Another  of  this  anarchist  band,  writing  in  admiration  of  the  passage  from 
Giovanitti  says :  "It  is  such  a  fusing  of  beauty,  belligerence  and  purpose 
as  upsets  our  standards  and  rears  one  of  its  own.  And  if  Art  cannot 
make  room  for  the  message,  it  is  more  than  likely  that  Art  will  be 
uncomfortably  crowded  by  a  force  stronger  than  itself."16  That  comment 
is  a  summons  to  destroy  civilization  as  Jewish  leaders  are  doing  in  Russia. 
It  plans  the  overthrow  of  all  that  has  with  difficulty  been  achieved  by 
humanity, — the  overthrow  of  order,  of  morals,  of  taste. 

Miss  Amy  Lowell  is  the  ablest  and  most  gifted  of  these  writers, — 
and  she  is  truly  gifted.  She  is  cultivated,  and  draws  from  past  and 
present,  material  to  be  fashioned  by  her  art.  Primarily,  she  is  artist, 
and  not,  as  many  of  the  others,  social  reformer ;  though  cynicism  in  her 
general  attitude  makes  her  influence  revolutionary  in  ethics  as  well  as  in 
art.  As  she  is  more  gifted  and  more  cultivated,  her  lineage  is  more 
ancient  than  is  her  associates'.  She  passes  beyond  Whitman  to  De 
Quincey.  In  her  most  ambitious  volume,  Can  Grande's  Castle,  her 
individual  variety  of  poetic  dream  shows  itself  clearly — the  drug  dream. 
The  four  long  "poems"  that  make  up  the  volume  are  of  the  genre 
of  De  Quincey's  "English  Mail  Coach"  essay — an  opium  symphony 
formed  around  an  incident.  At  first,  the  incident  begets  images  that  are 
entirely  spectral ;  afterwards,  as  the  power  of  the  dream  wanes,  the  images 
seem  more  confused  by  grains  of  fact  floating  among  them.  The  book 
is  a  kind  of  poetic  interpretation  of  history.  The  longest  "poem"  (one 
hundred  pages)  is  an  interpretative  history  of  the  bronze  horses  on  St. 
Mark's  Cathedral,  Venice.  Short  sections  of  this  long  "poem"  are 
printed  in  italics,  presumably,  because  of  deeper  significance.  The 
following  is  the  italicized  section  which  opens  the  poem.  It  is  headed 
"Elements." 

Earth,  Air,  Water,  and  Fire !  Earth  beneath,  Air  encompassing, 
Water  within  its  boundaries.  But  Fire  is  nothing,  comes  from 
nothing,  goes  nowhither.  Fire  leaps  forth  and  dies,  yet  is  everything 
sprung  out  of  Fire. 

The  flame  grows  and  drops  away,  and  where  it  stood  is  vapour, 
and  where  was  the  vapour  is  swift  revolution,  and  where  was  the 
revolution  is  spinning  resistance,  and  where  the  resistance  endured 
is  crystallization.  Fire  melts,  and  the  absence  of  Fire  cools  and 
freezes.  So  are  metals  fused  in  twisted  flames  and  take  on  a  form 
other  than  that  they  have  known,  and  this  new  form  shall  be  to  them 
rebirth  and  making.  For  in  it  they  will  stand  upon  the  Earth,  and 
in  it  they  will  defy  the  Air,  and  in  it  they  will  suffer  the  Water. 

But  Fire,  coming  again,  the  substance  changes  and  is  trans- 
formed. Therefore  are  things  known  only  between  burning  and 
burning.  The  quickly  consumed  more  swiftly  vanish,  yet  all  must 


"  The  New  Era  in  American  Poetry,  by  Louis  Untermeyer. 

16 


242          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

feel  the  heat  of  the  flame  which  waits  in  obscurity,  knowing  its  own 
time  and  what  work  it  has  to  do. 

Can  any  one  tell  what  is  meant,  or  meant  to  be  suggested,  by  this 
flow  of  words  that  is  reminiscent  of  science  and  metaphysics  and  old 
philosophies?  Does  not  its  style  remind  one  of  Mrs.  Eddy?  And  also 
of  the  diplomatic  correspondence  from  this  country  to  Germany  before 
war  was  declared?  One's  comment  upon  those  notes  was:  "a  fine 
flow  of  words  but  where  do  they  touch  fact?  Mere  rhetoric."  Miss 
Lowell  was  less  restrained  by  facts  than  were  our  diplomats.  She  has 
produced  rhetorical  opium  dreams — vapours  that  float  now  into  one 
semblance,  now  another.  She  calls  her  form,  "polyphonic  (many-voiced) 
prose ;"  and  based  it  upon  the  "long,  flowing  cadence  of  oratorical  prose." 
We  are  acquainted  with  gush  of  words  irrespective  of  facts  from  the 
utterances  of  our  politicians.  They  have  brought  oratory  into  bad  repute 
with  us  and  made  us  prefer  a  plain  business  style.  Miss  Lowell's  drug 
dreams  are  not  romance.  We  prefer  to  them  the  most  matter-of-fact 
statements  about  the  weather. 

Her  poetic  gift  is  evident  throughout  the  volume.  How  like  an 
incantation  of  the  Fates  are  the  lines : 

The  shuttle  shoots, 

The  shuttle  weaves. 

The  red  thread  to  the  blue  thread  cleaves; 

The  web  is  plaiting  which  nothing  unreaves. 

What  lyrical  quality  there  is  in  her  Hedge  song! 

Hedges  of  England,  peppered  with  sloes; 

Hedges  of  England,  rows  and  rows 

Of  thorn  and  brier, 

Raying  out  from  the  fire 

Where  London  burns  with  its  steaming  lights, 

Throwing  a  glare  on  the  sky  o'nights. 

Can  any  one  explain  why  Miss  Lowell  prefers  to  print  such  lines,  not  as 
we  have  ventured  to  arrange  them,  conventionally,  but  solidly  across  the 
page  thus :  "Hedges  of  England,  peppered  with  sloes ;  hedges  of  England, 
rows  and  rows  of  thorn  and  brier  raying  out  from  the  fire  where  London 
burns  with  its  steaming  lights,  throwing  a  glare  on  the  sky  o'nights."  A 
convention  is  not  a  cramping  restraint.  It  is  what  experience  has  found 
a  convenient  way  of  dealing  with  a  given  situation.  If  he  wish,  a  man 
may  put  on  a  rubber  overshoe  next  to  his  skin,  his  leather  shoe  over 
that,  and  last  of  all  draw  on  his  sock.  He  may  argue  that  his  foot  is  as 
well  protected  as  when  conventionally  clad.  But  only  those  who  are 
bursting  with  self-assertion  will  follow  his  example.  Miss  Lowell's 
songs  are  poetic.  She  would  be  wise  to  cultivate  her  gift  in  tried 
methods,  not  to  waste  it  in  foolish  eccentricities. 

What  is  true  in  this  respect,  of  Miss  Lowell  is  true  of  Mr.  Masters, 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE  243 

but  reversely.  His  "verses"  are  newspaper  statements  no  matter  how 
he  arranges  them  on  the  printed  page. 

"Why  did  Albert  Schirding  kill  himself  trying  to  be  County  Super- 
intendent of  Schools,  blest  as  he  was  with  the  means  of  life  and  wonderful 
children,  bringing  him  honor  ere  he  was  sixty?  If  even  one  of  my  boys 
could  have  run  a  news-stand,  or  one  of  my  girls  could  have  married  a 
decent  man,  I  should  not  have  walked  in  the  rain  and  jumped  into  bed 
with  clothes  all  wet,  refusing  medical  aid."16 

The  criticism  which  contrasts  one  poet  with  another  only  to  prove 
that  the  second  has  not  the  virtues  of  the  first  is  of  little  profit.  It  is 
destructive,  and  does  not  build  up  taste.  One  hesitates,  therefore,  in 
placing  a  new  writer  in  contrast  with  a  great  poet  of  the  past.  But  the 
protection  of  taste  makes  it  necessary  at  times.  The  romance  of  the 
commonplace  is  a  fact,  though  usually  religion  is  necessary  to  find  it. 
Wordsworth's  poems  reveal  the  heroic  and  romantic  in  lives  that  appear 
dull.  We  remember  the  adverse  criticism  against  which  Wordsworth 
had  to  struggle.  It  warns  us  that  a  new  poet  could  make  beautiful  verse 
out  of  common  things,  even  without  the  Grasmere  landscape  as  a  charm- 
ing background.  But  for  all  that  warning,  and  in  spite  of  cordial 
consideration,  we  do  not  find  anything  attractive  and  picturesque,  anything 
that  suggests  romance  and  heroism,  in  such  common  lines  as  Mr.  Robert 
Frost's  "Cow  in  Apple  Time," 

Something  inspires  the  only  cow  of  late 

To  make  no  more  of  a  wall  than  an  open  gate, 

And  think  no  more  of  wall-builders  than  fools. 

Her  face  is  flecked  with  pomace  and  she  drools 

A  cider  syrup.     Having  tasted  fruit, 

She  scorns  a  pasture  withering  to  the  root. 

She  runs  from  tree  to  tree  where  lie  and  sweeten 

The  windfalls  spiked  with  stubble  and  worm-eaten. 

She  leaves  them  bitten  when  she  has  to  fly. 

She  bellows  on  a  knoll  against  the  sky. 

Her  udder  shrivels  and  the  milk  goes  dry. 

Nor  are  Mr.  Frost's  country  people  any  better  than  his  cow.  His 
two  farmers  mending  a  wall  may  have  been  picturesque  and  quaint. 
Mr.  Frost,  however,  did  not  find  poetic  traits  in  them.  He  found  the 


"Mr.  Masters  prints  the  above  thus: 

Why  did  Albert  Schirding  kill  himself 

Trying  to  be  County   Superintendent  of   Schools, 

Blest  as  he  was  with  the  means  of  life 

And  wonderful  children,  bringing  him  honor 

Ere  he  was  sixty? 

If  even  one  of  my  boys  could  have  run  a  news-stand, 

Or  one  of  my  girls  could  have  married  a  decent  man, 

I  should  not  have  walked  in  the  rain 

And  jumped  into  bed  with  clothes  all  wet, 

Refusing  medical  aid. 


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commonplace.     And   his   boy   swinging  birches — do   we   not   inevitably 
contrast  him  with  the  Boy  of  Winander  ? 

One  by  one  he  subdued  his  father's  trees 

By  riding  them  down  over  and  over  again 

Until  he  took  the  stiffness  out  of  them, 

And  not  one  but  hung  limp,  not  one  was  left 

For  him  to  conquer.     He  learned  all  there  was 

To  learn  about  not  launching  out  too  soon 

And  so  not  carrying  the  tree  away 

Clear  to  the  ground.     He  always  kept  his  poise 

To  the  top  branches,  climbing  carefully 

With  the  same  pains  you  use  to  fill  a  cup 

Up  to  the  brim,  and  even  above  the  brim. 

Then  he  flung  outward,  feet  first,  with  a  swish, 

Kicking  his  way  down  through  the  air  to  the  ground. 

It  is  not  Mr.  Frost's  subject  that  is  unfit.     It  is  his  treatment;  it  is 
himself ;  he  cannot  see  the  romantic. 

These  writers  would  like  to  call  themselves  Realists — men  who  think 
they  see  the  naked  facts  of  life.  They  forget  the  subjective  element  in 
sight.  A  man  sees  in  a  pebble  or  a  sunset,  or  an  individual  or  an  event, 
the  contents  of  his  own  soul — nothing  less,  nothing  more.  If  he  have  a 
soul,  and  his  soul  has  made  connection  with  the  facts  of  real  life  in  the 
spiritual  world,  then  he  will  see  all  human  existence  irradiated  from  the 
central  light.  Whatever  that  real  light  falls  upon  will  shine,  no  matter 
how  dull  the  substance  of  which  it  is  made.  Without  that  illumination  by 
the  soul,  all  human  existence  can  appear  only  as  decomposing  matter. 
Its  institutions,  which  are  instruments  to  be  used  for  the  purposes  of  the 
soul,  and  are  therefore  venerable,  will  seem  decrepit.  Its  sacrifices  and 
restraints,  imposed  for  purposes  of  the  soul,  will  seem  outgrown  pueril- 
ities that  thwart  self-expression.  Noblesse  and  other  aspirations  and 
ideals  that  filter  through  from  the  spiritual  into  the  human  plane  will 
appear  as  some  form  of  self-seeking.  Materialists  with  no  soul  back  of 
their  eyes  to  direct  their  sight  will  see  nothing  noble  in  life,  and  will  seek 
from  it  only  opportunities  for  self-indulgence  and  self-assertion.  They 
will  hate  and  renounce  every  restraint  upon  the  false  freedom  of  the  lower 
nature.  They  will  make  battle  flags  and  battle  cries  of  free  verse,  free 
love,  and  every  detestable  thing,  miscalled  free. 

Fortunately  the  future  is  open,  and  the  power  of  choice  is  indeed 
free.  It  is  possible  for  America — or,  at  least,  for  a  few  individuals  who 
are  resolved  to  continue  Americans,  in  spite  of  the  invasion  of  our  country 
by  Jewish  and  other  aliens  with  degrading  materialist  aims, — to  choose 
what  she  wishes  to  represent  her.  A  great  poet  does  not  open  a  new 
era ;  he  synthesizes  a  closing  one.  Virgil  synthesized  Roman  civilization 
that  had  past  its  midday  of  effort  and  had  grown  palled  with  over-rich 
possession.  The  regret  of  satiety,  the  heart-break  over  fallen  things, 


BOLSHEVIK   VERSE  245 

lachrymae  reruni,  these  pervade  his  poetry.  Dante  synthesizes  medie- 
valism, the  consciousness  of  a  real  world  within,  which  is  the  goal  of 
effort,  and  the  standard  by  which  all  outer  things  are  valued.  And 
Whitman's  egotism !  it  synthesizes  the  past,  not  the  future.  In  the  light 
of  Russia,  and  its  Jewish  tyrants,  and  its  proletariat  paradise,  can  we 
perhaps  see  that  some  of  the  American  characteristics  we  have  hitherto 
admired  are  essentially  subversive  and  devilish?  There  is  a  village  on 
the  Hudson  that  socially  and  morally  is  one  of  a  family  of  villages,  east 
and  west.  After  several  generations  of  villagers  had  passed  their  small 
sordid  lives,  some  families  from  the  city  entered  the  neighbourhood. 
These  families  were  aristocrats  of  an  old  type.  They  had  wealth,  ideals, 
morals  and  manners.  The  servants  of  these  families  ventured  to  join 
in  the  public  festivities  of  the  village.  They  were  servants,  many  of 
them,  with  twenty  years  to  their  credit  in  one  position.  They  were 
cleaner  than  the  villagers,  more  intelligent,  and  many  degrees  higher  in 
morals.  But  the  villagers  had  only  one  word  to  receive  them — the  oppro- 
brious word,  "servants".  Is  there  anything  that  better  expresses  the 
attitude  of  these  old  American  villagers  than  Lucifer's  summing  up  of 
the  situation  at  the  opening  of  Paradise  Lost? 

Better  to  reign  in  Hell  than  serve  in  Heaven. 

The  anarchists,  free  verse  children  of  Whitman,  synthesize  the 
quarter  century  that  followed  his  activity.  If  we  are  wise,  we  shall  recog- 
nize in  their  debased  aims  and  debased  work  the  logical  consequences 
of  their  father's  depravity.  And  we  shall  then  make  our  choice.  We 
shall  maintain  that  the  vulgar  and  immoral  side  of  Whitman  represents 
America  at  no  epoch  of  her  development.  And  we  shall  see  to  it  that 
our  part  of  America  for  the  future  makes  toward  the  goal  pointed  out 
in  Whitman's  noble  lines: 

Passage  to  more  than  India! 

Passage,  immediate  passage !  the  blood  burns  in  my  veins ! 

Away  O  soul !  hoist  instantly  the  anchor ! 

Cut  the  hawsers — haul  out — shake  out  every  sail ! 

Have  we  not  stood  here  like  trees  in  the  ground  long  enough  ? 

Have  we  not  grovel'd  here  long  enough,  eating  and  drinking 

like  mere  brutes? 
Have  we  not  darken'd  and  dazed  ourselves  with  books  long 

enough  ? 

Sail  forth — steer  for  the  deep  waters  only, 
Reckless  O  soul,  exploring,  I  with  thee,  and  thou  with  me, 
For  we  are  bound  where  mariner  has  not  yet  dared  to  go, 
And  we  will  risk  the  ship,  ourselves  and  all.17 

C.  C.  CLARK. 


XT  From   "Passage  to   India." 


POSITIVE  OR  NEGATIVE? 


"It  would  be  a  mistake  to  ground  our  peace  on  the  virtue  of  others." 

THESE  words  from  a  book  of  Meditations  gave  rise  to  the  query : 
To  what  extent  is  our  peace  of  mind,  our  inward  poise,  affected 
by  the  attitude  and  actions  of  others?  Someone  is  unkind  or 
inconsiderate  and  selfish,  or  is  cross  and  impatient.  Is  our 
peace  thereby  affected?  The  weather  is  disagreeable,  our  digestion  is 
bad,  the  cook  has  spoiled  the  dinner.  Is  our  equilibrium  disturbed  by 
such  trivialities?  If  so,  we  may  be  sure  it  is  because  we  permit  ourselves 
a  negative  attitude  towards  life,  instead  of  maintaining  a  positive  one. 
We  are  too  often  inclined  to  blame  something  or  somebody  for  this 
disturbance  of  our  "peace";  or  we  may  be  vaguely  conscious  that  we 
ourselves  are  somehow  responsible,  but  we  are  too  indolent  or  too  full 
of  self-love  to  push  the  matter  further.  The  consequence  is  that  the 
majority  of  mankind  spend  their  days  in  seeking  their  "peace"  from 
their  surroundings — congenial  companions  or  what-not.  In  all  activities 
of  life,  success  or  failure  is  attributable  to  one  or  the  other  of  these 
attitudes.  The  unsuccessful  man  is  timid,  weak,  vacillating,  the  victim 
of  circumstances,  because  of  his  negativeness,  and  is  inclined  to  add  the 
fault  of  attributing  his  failure  to  others,  or  to  circumstances,  instead  of 
placing  the  blame  where  it  belongs — upon  himself ;  or,  what  is  far  worse, 
he  becomes  discouraged.  The  strong  man,  the  leader  among  men,  by 
maintaining  the  positive  attitude,  is  master  of  circumstances  because  he 
is  master  of  himself.  The  weak  nature  is  the  prey  of  the  moods  of 
others ;  the  strong  nature  is  not  subject  to  them.  "For  any  man  all 
those  around  him  are  merely  looking-glasses.  According  to  his  own 
mood  towards  them,  according  to  the  "face"  he  makes  at  them,  will  be 
their  response.  In  every  man  there  is  good  and  there  is  evil;  and  our 
idea  of  him  depends  on  our  own  power  of  touching  the  good  or  the  evil 
in  him.  When  we  make  the  good  in  him  vibrate,  we  think  well  of 
him;  when  we  arouse  the  evil,  we  think  he  himself  is  bad."  The 
negative  attitude  or  "mood,"  therefore,  works  harm,  while  the  positive 
makes  for  good,  in  others  as  well  as  in  ourselves.  How  could  it  be 
otherwise  when  we  recall  that :  "Thoughts  are  things,  they  live  and 
pulsate  and  are  unconfined  by  time  or  space"? 

Another  aspect  of  the  subject  is  to  be  found  in  military  tactics,  one 
of  the  fundamentals  of  which  is  that  the  best  defence  is  an  attack; 
and  yet  another,  that  the  objective  must  always  be  kept  in  mind.  It 
is  related  of  General  McClellan  of  the  Union  Army  in  Civil  War  days 
that  he  was  of  such  a  cautious  nature  that  he  consumed  much  time  in 
preparing  his  army  against  attack,  and  was  continually  waiting  for  more 
men  and  supplies  before  he  was  willing  to  take  the  offensive,  and  that 
these  interminable  delays  finally  resulted  in  his  being  relieved  of  his 
command.  His  trouble  was  a  negative,  instead  of  a  positive  attitude. 
He  lost  sight  of  his  objective — the  attack  and  eventual  routing  of  the 


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POSITIVE   OR    NEGATIVE?  247 

enemy.  In  striking  contrast  is  the  memorable  statement  of  General 
Grant:  "I  will  fight  it  out  on  this  line  if  it  takes  all  summer."  No 
hesitation  or  timidity  here;  the  strong,  positive  nature  dominated  the 
situation  by  steady,  persistent  adherence  to  a  principle. 

When  we  enter  the  realm  of  the  spiritual  world,  does  not  the 
aspirant  for  discipleship  encounter  the  same  difficulty — more  subtle, 
perhaps,  but  still  the  expression  upon  a  higher  plane  of  the  same  tendency 
of  frail  human  nature?  Instead  of  drifting  with  the  varying  tides  of 
life,  he  should  develop  and  maintain  a  firm  purpose  which  will  permit 
no  deviation  from  the  path  he  has  marked  out  for  himself,  and  allow 
nothing  to  dissipate  his  energy.  That  would  be  a  waste  of  time,  and 
therefore  wrong.  How  much  precious  time  and  how  many  golden 
opportunities  for  service  have  we  lost  by  allowing  ourselves  to  become 
side-tracked  by  the  whims  and  actions  of  others?  The  progress  of  the 
would-be  disciple  is  not  dependent  upon  others ;  he  should  not  allow  his 
efforts  to  serve,  to  be  diverted  or  perverted  by  the  attitude  of  others. 

He  who  aspires  to  discipleship  must  learn  self-reliance,  for  he  must 
build  his  character  alone,  unsupported,  and  uninfluenced.  No  one  else 
can  do  it  for  him.  If  he  relies  upon  others  for  aid,  support,  comfort, 
sympathy,  or  approval,  he  is  not  following  the  road  that  leads  to  self- 
mastery,  to  ultimate  freedom.  He  may  even  flatter  himself  that  he  is 
practising  detachment,  which  he  cannot  do,  if  at  the  same  time  he  forget 
its  twin,  or  positive  aspect,  recollection.  Or,  in  attempting  to  rid  himself 
of  a  fault,  he  may  ignore  the  fact  that  his  effort  in  that  direction  should 
not  be  merely  a  negative  process,  but  that  it  involves  a  positive  attitude 
and  action.  Detachment  from  creatures  and  created  things,  including 
the  personal  self  with  its  moods  and  desires,  involves  attachment  to  or 
identification  with  the  real,  or  Higher  Self,  while  recollection  involves 
the  positive  creation  or  transforming  of  the  personal  into  the  Eternal 
Self.  These  are  positive  acts  of  the  will  to  make  the  "steady  effort 
to  stand  in  spiritual  being,"  of  which  Patanjali  writes.  Mere  animal 
positiveness,  which  is  so  often  mistaken  for  strength  of  character,  but 
which  is  nothing  less  than  the  utter  selfishness  and  exaggerated  ego  of 
the  lower  nature,  must  not  be  mistaken  for  the  positiveness  of  the 
spiritual  man,  whose  life  and  growth  depend  upon  the  subjection  of  his 
lower,  or  personal  self.  With  all  the  powers  of  the  spiritual  world  to 
draw  upon,  the  would-be  disciple  should  possess  the  utmost  calmness, 
confidence,  and  serenity  in  the  knowledge  that  he  is  "immortal,  dwelling 
in  the  Light,  encompassed  and  sustained  by  spiritual  powers"  which  he 
is  seeking  to  make  his  own.  When  he  thus  "recollects"  and  claims  his 
heritage,  his  will  be  the  dauntless  courage  of  the  warrior,  the  will  to 
conquer  in  spite  of  all  obstacles,  and  unswerving  loyalty  and  devotion 
to  his  objective — the  service  of  his  Master. 

"It  matters  not  how  strait  the  gate, 
How  charged  with  punishments  the  scroll, 
I  am  the  master  of  my  fate: 
I  am  the  captain  of  my  soul."  H. 


ALSACE=LORRAINE 


PART  III 
SECTION  IV 

THERE  can  be  no  question  of  the  pro-French  feeling  of  both 
Alsace  and  Lorraine  to-day.    It  is  too  well  known,  the  enthusi- 
astic reception  of  Allied  armies,  both  during  the  War  and  since 
the  Armistice,  has  been  too  widely  described  and  pictured,  for 
any  demonstration  of  the  fact  to  be  necessary.     That  there  is  a  pro- 
German  element  still  existing  in  both  provinces,  particularly  in  the  cities, 
is  possible,  and  even   probable,   seeing  that   German   immigration  has 
amounted  to  over  three  hundred  thousand  (excluding  soldiers)  during  the 
past  two  generations.     But  at  least  ninety  per  cent  of  the  indigenous 
populace,  both  urban  and  rural,  is  to-day  enthusiastically  and  thankfully 
French. 

Likewise,  since  1871,  that  part  of  Alsace-Lorraine  which  was  forcibly 
annexed  by  Germany  has  given  repeated,  emphatic,  and  tangible  evidence 
of  its  loyalty  to  France.  It  is  not  merely  that,  since  1871,  about  500,000, 
out  of  a  population  originally  less  than  1,600,000,  have  left  their  homes 
rather  than  remain  under  German  rule1;  that  "The  Legion,"  France's 
mutual  aid  society  for  retired  officers,  subalterns  and  men,  numbered 
160,000  Alsace-Lorrainers  who,  since  1871,  served  in  the  French  Foreign 
Legion;  that  all  of  the  fifteen  deputies  to  the  German  Reichstag  time 
after  time  were  elected  for  their  pro-French  sympathies,  despite  govern- 
ment pressure  (1874,  1881,  1884,  1887),  and  openly  voiced  their  protests2; 
and  that  where  Germany  had  in  1917  only  two  officers  of  sufficient  rank 
to  be  known,  who  were  of  pure  Alsatian  blood,  France  had  at  least 
seventeen  Generals,  one  hundred  and  twenty-four  Colonels  and  other 
officers  of  rank,  and  literally  hundreds  of  Captains  and  Lieutenants. 
Lorraine  contributed  at  least  nineteen  Generals,  among  them  Mangin, 
Maud'huy,  and  d'Urbal,  and  the  full  quota  of  lesser  officers.3  More  than 


1  The  German  official  statistics  give  only  the  excess  of  emigrants  over  immigrants,  which 
from  1871  to  1910  total  267,639.  M.  Georges  Weill  has  estimated  the  actual  number  of  native 
emigrants  to  number  close  to  a  million.  H.  and  A.  Lichtenberger  in  their  La  Question  d'Alsac-t- 
Lorraine,  7th  ed.  1918,  p.  18.  endorse  M.  Eccard's  estimate  of  500,000.  The  declaration  of  the 
"Alsace-Lorraine  Societies"  puts  the  figure  at  "about  400,000  to  1914";  and  the  French  Socialist! 
in  a  resolution  of  their  congress  of  1915,  state  that  "since  1871  up  to  1914,"  421,000  "have  leff 
to  establish  themselves  in  France."  There  were  in  1917  nearly  75,000  in  the  United  States. 
The  population  in  the  Reichsland  in  1910  was  1,874,014;  showing  the  enormous  German  immi- 
gration, as  all  foreigners — French,  Italians,  Swiss,  etc.,  number  only  some  75,000. 

1  Cf .  Verhandlung  des  Reichstags,  especially  16th  and  18th  February,  1874;  January  31st 
1895;  June  13th,  1896;  May  7th,  1897,  etc.,  right  down  to  1914. 

*  In  alphabetical  order,  the  Alsatian  Generals  are:  Bourgeois,  Burckhardt,  Caudrelier, 
Dantant,  de  Dartein,  Dubail,  Dubois,  Duport.  Ebener,  Faes,  Galon,  Leblois,  Camille  Levi, 
Armau  de  Pouydraguin,  Reibel,  Schmidt,  Taufflieb. 

The  Lorraine  Generals  are:  d'Andernay.  Bizot,  Blondin,  Diou,  Dupuis,  Hennocque,  Hirsch- 
auer,  de  Lardemelle.  Lecomte,  Mangin,  Maud'huy,  Mauger,  Micheler,  Poline,  Putz,  Sibille 
Trumelet-Faber,  d'Urbal,  de  Vassart. 

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all  that,  a  minimum  of  30,000  Alsatians  drafted  into  the  German  armies, 
successfully  deserted  to  the  French ;  and  when  the  French  General  Staff 
offered  to  send  these  men  for  colonial  service,  thus  releasing  Frenchmen 
who,  if  captured,  could  not  be  classed  by  Germany  as  traitors,  not  a 
single  man  availed  himself  of  this  safeguard,  but  insisted  on  fighting  the 
common  enemy.  German  headquarters  took  cognizance  of  these  deser- 
tions, and  regiments  from  the  "Reichsland"  were  dispersed,  sent  to  the 
Russian  front,  and  "all  Alsace-Lorrainers  .  .  .  are  declared  to  be  unre- 
liable"4 states  an  official  army  order. 

True  to  type,  and  in  the  face  of  her  claims,  the  actual  German  regime 
in  Alsace-Lorraine  since  1871  has  done  more  to  maintain,  if  not  promote, 
pro-French  and  anti-German  feeling  than  any  similar  period  of  44  years  in 
the  whole  history  of  these  provinces.  They  were  not  even  treated  on  a 
basis  of  equality  with  other  parts  of  the  Empire,  but  were  governed, 
without  any  effective  representation  or  power  even  of  protest,  by  a 
Statthalter  (which  M.  Blumenthal  aptly  translates  "Vice-King"), 
appointed  by  the  King  of  Prussia  (i.e.  the  Emperor),  responsible  only  to 
him,  and  sole  arbiter  of  the  law  and  its  enforcement  throughout  the 
"Reichsland."  The  local  senate  could  neither  make  nor  veto  laws;  the 
impotent  deputies  to  the  Reichstag  were  jeered,  insulted,  and  roared  at  in 
characteristic  Reichstag  fashion  whenever  they  spoke;  and  the  three 
votes  conceded  to  Alsace-Lorraine  in  the  Bundesrat  (Federal  Council 
representing  the  chief  states  in  the  Empire)  were  only  to  be  cast  as 
directed  by  the  Statthalter,  with  the  naively  extraordinary  proviso  that 
whenever  "a  favourable  majority  vote  for  Prussia  cannot  be  polled  in 
the  Bundesrat  except  with  the  help  of  the  Alsatian  vote,  those  votes  will 
be  counted"  !5  And  it  was  not  merely  that  there  was  a  studied  campaign 
of  suppression  of  everything  French,  that  the  teaching  of  the  French 
language  was  forbidden  in  the  schools,  local  and  baptismal  names  had  to 
be  rendered  into  German  equivalents,  and  all  memorial  societies  for 
former  heroes,  shooting  and  glee  clubs,  etc.,  disbanded.  This  persecution 
was  bad  enough.  But  it  was  the  manner  in  which  these  irritating  regula- 
tions were  enforced,  which  was  so  German  (in  its  post-War  sense). 
Men  were  arrested  for  no  reason,  and  after  a  night  in  jail,  released; 
anonymous  accusations  were  accepted  as  sufficient  proof  of  guilt;  an 
espionage  system  undermined  good  faith  and  all  sense  of  security;  and 
withal,  typical  roughness,  discourtesy,  brutality.  The  result  was  that 
even  the  Germans  themselves  ceased  to  marvel  that  Alsace-Lorrainers 
did  not  turn  to  the  Fatherland. 


« Official  army  order  of  Colonel  Von  Bibra,  54th  Reserve  Infantry.  80th  Reserve  Division, 
January  25,  1918.  Text  quoted  from  Washington  by  the  Evening  Sun,  February  1st,  1918.  The 
preceding  figures  are  quoted  on  the  authority  of  a  French  High  Commissioner  to  this  country, 
and  from  propaganda  pamphlets  published  semi-officially  in  Paris. 

•  Alsace-Lorraine,  p.  44,  by  M.  Daniel  Blumenthal,  former  Mayor  of  Colmar  and  Deputy 
to  the  Reichstag.  An  excellent  sketch,  by  an  ardent  patriot,  of  Alsatian  history  and  feeling. 
M.  Blumenthal  has  been  condemned  to  death  eight  times  in  German  courts  for  treason  to  the 
Imperial  German  State,  and  has  received  sentences  of  more  than  five  hundred  years'  imprisonment 
and  penal  servitude  for  the  offence  of  speaking  the  truth  about  his  fellow-countrymen. 


250          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

German  admissions  of  this  fact  have  a  peculiar  importance  in  view 
of  German  claims.  It  is  not  merely  that  the  prefect  of  Berlin's  police, 
Von  Jagow,  wrote  about  the  Saverne  outrage,  in  January,  1914,  that 
"Germans  in  Alsace-Lorraine  should  consider  themselves  as  'in  an  enemy 
country' " ;  or  that  when  hostilities  broke  out,  German  officers  ordered 
their  troops  to  load  their  guns  when  they  crossed  the  Rhine  into  Alsace- 
Lorraine,  for  the  same  reason.6  The  Cologne  Gazette  for  the  8th  and 
9th  of  March,  1916,  in  concluding  that  the  only  way  to  Germanize  Alsace 
was  to  annex  it  directly  to  Bavaria,  said :  "At  the  present  hour,  Alsace- 
Lorraine  is  not  a  German  country,"  and  it  further  speaks  of  "the  antipathy 
of  Alsace-Lorrainers  for  Germanism."  The  attitude  of  a  Mr.  Emil 
Degener-Boning,  from  south  Germany,  quoted  at  length  by  the  Journal  d' 
Alsace-Lorraine,  January  21st,  1914,  under  the  title  "A  German  voice  on 
Saverne,"  expresses  neighbouring  German  opinion,  and  can  be  summarized 
by  one  of  his  own  sentences : — "The  country  has  become  German,  but 
the  spirit  of  the  people  has  remained  French,  and  Alsace-Lorraine  has 
revolted  against  the  violation  of  her  rights.  This  has  not  been  an  open 
resistance  or  revolt.  What  could  she  do  against  the  millions  of  German 
bayonets  ?  Interiorly,  she  has  organized  a  passive  resistance ;  it  has  been 
the  spirit  against  the  might  of  the  sword." 

These  German  admissions  are  drawn  from  the  public  press;  but 
there  have  been  many  confirmations  in  official  and  semi-official  utterances. 
Prince  von  Hohenlohe-Schillingsfiirst,  Statthalter  from  1887  to  1894,  who 
replaced  the  affable  and  considerate  Manteuffel  with  direct  instructions 
from  Bismarck  to  undertake  a  rigorous  "Kulturkampf"7,  writes  to  the 
Conference  of  Ministers  on  the  27th  of  October,  1887,  that  "We  cannot 
deny  that  we  have  had  great  unrest  this  year  in  the  country"8 ;  and  on  the 
8th  of  May,  1888,  in  his  Journal,  "It  seems  that  at  Berlin  [i.e.  Bismarck] 
they  have  been  asking  for  so  many  vexatious  measures  in  order  that  the 
inhabitants  of  Elsass-Lothringen  should  be  made  desperate  and  driven 
to  revolt,  so  that  then  they  can  say  that  the  civil  administration  has  been 
worthless,  and  that  this  lamentable  state  of  affairs  must  be  cleared  up. 
Thereupon  the  civil  authority  will  pass  to  the  Commanding  General,  and 
the  Statthalter  must  step  down."9  Deputy  Jacques  Preiss  from  Stras- 
bourg, who  said  of  himself  to  the  Reichstag  in  1895  that  "I  belong  to  the 
younger  generation,"  nevertheless  added :  "But  I  must  say  that  if  a  freer 
regime  is  not  introduced  in  Alsace-Lorraine,  then  the  young  generation 
will  always  oppose  German  assimilation  more  and  more  strongly.  We 
young  fellows,  we  are  not  of  the  generation  of  1870,  which  on  account  of 
the  Option,  and  through  emigration,  has  suffered  so  great  a  decimation 
of  exactly  those  elements  which  are  most  steadfast  and  unresisting.  .  .  . 


•  See,  for  instance,  the  Paris  Le  Journal,  September  19th,  1917. 

1  "Jetzt  wurde  das  ohne  Kulturkampf  nicht  moglich  sein".  P.  409,  vol.  II,  et  seq..  Denk- 
wiirdigkeiten  des  F&rsten  Chlodivig  «u  Hohenlohe-SchtiHngsf&rst;  a  letter  from  Bismarck  in  1887 
He  is  frequently  praised  by  Bismarck  for  his  firm  hand. 

•  Op.  cit.,  p.  427. 

•  Op.  cit.,  p.  432. 


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If,  Gentlemen,  you  do  not  introduce  a  more  liberal  regime,  you  will  find 
by  experience  that  a  much  more  energetic  opposition  against  an  inner 
fusion  will  arise  out  of  this  young  generation  than  has  been  the  case 
since  1870."10  The  testimony  of  German  immigrants  themselves  could 
be  added  to  show  that  they  found  the  governing  system  in  Alsace-Lorraine 
intolerable.  The  sum  of  these  converging  lines  of  contemporary  testi- 
mony is  unanswerable,  because  it  is  absolutely  voluntary  and  spontaneous. 
It  cannot  be  denied. 

The  burden  of  proof  in  every  case,  on  every  side,  rests  with  the 
Germans.  The  German  thesis,  the  German  claims,  were  founded  on  lies, 
and  for  the  most  part,  deliberate,  conscious  lies.  There  is  no  further 
need  to  prove  the  facts  as  far  as  modern  events  go,  because  the  War, 
and  the  actual,  contemporary  course  of  events,  carry  their  own  proof  in 
themselves.  It  is  not  a  complicated  question  of  historic  interpretation,  for 
instance,  that  the  old  French  department  of  Bas-Rhin  in  Alsace  has  asked 
Qemenceau  to  run  as  its  candidate  for  the  Chamber  of  Deputies  (October, 
1919.)  It  was  Clemenceau,  who,  with  Victor  Hugo,  Louis  Blanc, 
and  thirty-three  republican  deputies,  met  the  day  after  the  famous  session 
of  the  National  Assembly  at  Bordeaux  (February  18th,  1871),  which 
within  two  weeks  was  forced  to  disannex  the  provinces,  and  addressed 
to  the  protesting  Alsace-Lorraine  deputies  one  short,  poignant  paragraph 
of  sympathy.  These  latter  had  maintained  that  "France  cannot  consent 
to,  nor  sign,  the  cession  of  Lorraine  and  of  Alsace";  that  "Alsace  and 
Lorraine  refuse  to  be  alienated";  that  they  "protest  vehemently  against 
all  cession.  France  cannot  consent  to  it.  Europe  cannot  sanction  it. 
Believing  this  to  be  true,  we  take  our  fellow-citizens  of  France,  the 
governments  and  peoples  of  the  whole  world  to  witness,  that  in  advance 
we  hold  as  null  and  void  all  acts  and  treaties,  votes  or  plebiscites  which 
shall  consent  to  the  abandonment  of  the  whole  or  a  part  of  our  provinces 
of  Alsace  and  Lorraine  in  favour  of  foreigners."11  Qemenceau  and  his 
friends  replied,  "Like  you,  we  consider  beforehand  as  null  and  void  any 
act  or  treaty,  any  vote  or  plebiscite,  approving  the  cession  of  any  portion 
whatever  of  Alsace  or  Lorraine.  Come  what  may,  the  citizens  of  those 
two  countries  will  remain  our  fellow-countrymen  and  brothers,  and  the 
Republic  promises  them  to  uphold  that  claim  forever."  No  wonder, 
despite  the  48  years  that  have  intervened,  the  repatriated  Alsatians  to-day 
ask  Clemenceau  to  represent  them  before  France,  and  before  the  world. 

To  write,  therefore,  a  history  of  Alsace-Lorraine  to-day,  which 
tries  to  prove  that  the  peoples  of  these  provinces  were  and  are  German, 
is  simply  to  romance.  There  is  no  foundation  in  fact ;  there  is  no  history 
to  be  written  on  any  such  thesis.  The  proof  is  in  the  outcome.  Alsace 
and  Lorraine  are  French  because  they  want  to  be.  Alsace  and  Lorraine 
are  French  because  they  know  that  they  are  a  part  of  the  soul  of  France, — 


10  Verhandlung  des  Reichstags,  1894-95,  I,  January  31st,  p.  622,  A  &  B. 

11  Annals  of  the  National  Assembly,  I,  p.  61,  and  Journal  Officiel,  22  February,  1871;  third 
year,  No.  S3,  p.  109. 


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and  that  France  knows  that  they  are  one  with  her.  What  did  M.  Viviani 
mean  when  he  declared  of  Alsace-Lorraine,  before  the  French  Senate, 
June  fifth,  1917,  that  "She  is  an  integral  part  of  our  soul"?  The  French 
understand  what  this  means ;  and  the  fact  that  Alsatians  and  Lorrainers 
have  placed  their  reliance  on  this  spiritual  bond,  and,  in  official  documents 
and  through  official  representatives,  have  maintained  "the  inviolable  right 
of  Alsatians  and  of  Lorrainers  to  remain  forever  members  of  the  French 
nation," — by  this  assertion  of  a  spiritual  fact,  and  by  adherence  to  it, 
they  have  proved  that  they  know  whereof  they  speak,  and  have  established 
the  validity  of  their  claim. 

The  growth  of  this  union  with  France,  which  might  more  properly  be 
called  a  reunion,  stretches  back  over  eleven  centuries.  That  the  real 
France  was  born  in  the  Greek  and  Roman  period,  and  came  to  a  relatively 
full  and  conscious  maturity  about  the  time  of  Philip  Augustus,  seventh 
Capetian,  has  already  been  suggested  in  the  preceding  section.  From  the 
break-up  of  the  Carolingian  Empire,  Alsace  and  parts,  at  times  most,  of 
Lorraine,  were  split  up  under  alien  rulers,  and  were  only  occasionally  in 
direct  touch  with  the  French  centre.  But  despite  German  claims. to  the 
contrary,  one  can  trace  to  an  extraordinary  extent,  considering  the  actual 
crudity  if  not  barbarity  of  the  times,  the  same  conception  of  a  national 
being,  of  a  spiritual  entity — France,  the  old  "regnuni  Francorum," — to 
which  Lorrainers,  and,  later,  Alsatians  openly  proclaimed  allegiance.  And 
this  openly  avowed  allegiance  is  attested  by  the  strongly  marked  French 
influence,  and  reciprocity  with  things  French,  that  is  not  only  self-evident 
in  most  of  Lorraine, — which  has  always  retained  a  preponderance  of 
French  civilization  and  French  speech, — but  even  in  so-called  German 
Alsace,  where,  through  the  German-seeming  medium  of  the  Alsatian 
dialect,  the  spirit  of  French  ideals  and  culture  shines  as  clearly  as  Alsatian 
architecture  found  its  models  in  Gothic  cathedrals,  or  Alsatian  scholarship 
received  the  bulk  of  its  training  in  southern  universities. 

The  progressive  recognition  of  a  French  national  being,  to  which 
Alsatians  and  Lorrainers  wished  to  belong,  and  the  growth  of  the  pro- 
French  tendencies  of  both  peoples,  is  a  matter  for  historic  research.  It 
cannot,  however,  be  an  academic  question,  because  where  certain  results 
are  already  known,  the  causes  of  those  results  have  a  predetermined 
sequence.  No  arguing  to  the  contrary  can  disprove  the  fact  that  Lorraine 
and  even  Alsace  are  French.  And  whatever  forces  acting  against  that 
result  may  be  advanced  by  the  German  thesis,  those  forces  were  not 
decisive,  and  therefore  were  not  the  causes  which  produced  that  result. 
Other  causes,  and  pro-French  causes,  must  have  been  at  work ;  and  in  any 
estimate  of  the  relative  effect  of  pro-French  as  against  pro-German 
influence,  the  ultimate  outcome  must  never  be  forgotten ; — that  Alsatians 
and  Lorrainers  are  to-day  French. 

It  is  exactly  for  this  reason  that  the  history  of  these  two  peoples  is 
so  interesting.  Their  history  proves  that  the  spirit  prevails  over  mundane 
affairs.  Because  for  so  many  centuries  France  was  divided  against  itself 


ALSACE-LORRAINE  253 

or  conquered  by  the  English,  and  because  these  border  peoples  were 
repeatedly  overrun  by  German  kings  or  bandits,  forced  to  learn  their 
language,  and  in  great  measure  dependent  on  them  for  what  little  safety 
or  culture  they  could  obtain,  all  the  external  material  circumstances  were 
against  their  ever  becoming  French.  But  the  hearts  of  men  are  not  bound 
by  material  circumscriptions;  human  preferences  often  have  no  rational 
explanation,  and  perhaps  no  amount  of  alien  oppression  can  alter  the 
actual  texture  of  the  soul. 

The  peoples  of  Alsace  and  Lorraine  were  French,  loved  France,  and 
often  hated  the  Germans.  From  the  time  when  the  Bishops  of  Metz  and 
Toul  in  1146  "could  not  abide  the  Germans"12,  until  now,  there  has  been 
that  feeling  on  the  part  of  Lorrainers.  In  Alsace,  the  exigencies  of 
conquest  and  isolation  caused  the  people  to  evince  an  intense  local  patri- 
otism. Hardly  less  than  the  Swiss  did  the  Alsatian  cities  and  bishoprics 
maintain  indigenous  independence;  and  the  Decapolis  of  free  cities,  the 
constant  rebellion  against  Hapsburg  interference,  and  the  virtual  emanci- 
pation of  all  the  feudatories  under  nominal  allegiance  to  the  Holy  Roman 
Emperor,  proved  the  temper  of  the  inhabitants.  "To  deny  to  the  Alsatian 
populations,  the  existence  in  the  past, — even  the  most  remote  past — of  an 
Alsatian  patriotism,  of  a  common  national  consciousness,  is  an  historic 
mistake  just  as  serious  as  to  refuse  to  acknowledge  the  intimate  affinities 
which  united  the  Alsatian  spirit  with  the  French  spirit"13,  says  M.  Flach. 

Therefore,  when  Alsace,  after  seven  centuries  of  vicissitudes,  volun- 
tarily, piece  by  piece,  opened  her  doors  to  Louis  XIV,  with  some 
reluctance  to  lose  her  autonomy,  but  with  an  overwhelming  recognition  of 
her  French  affiliations,  there  is  an  even  stronger  right  on  her  part  to 
maintain  her  nationality.  This  is  repeatedly  emphasized  by  Alsatian 
orators  and  writers.  Just  as  a  convert  is  always  an  enthusiast,  so  Alsace, 
long  alienated,  awoke  to  her  true  inheritance,  recovered  the  full  sense  of 
her  former  union  with  France,  and  wished  or  willed  herself  into  the 
French  national  being.  Victor  Hugo's  words  might  fitly  apply  to  her : 

" .      .      .     Ah !  Je  voudrais, 

Je  voudrais  n'etre  pas  Frangais  pour  pouvoir  dire 
Que  je  te  choisis,  France,  et  que,  dans  ton  martyre, 
Je  te  proclame,  toi  que  ronge  le  vautour, 
Ma  patrie  et  ma  gloire  et  mon  unique  amour !"  14 

The  true  history  of  the  Alsatians  and  of  the  Lorrainers,  therefore, 
lies  in  their  inner  attitude,  in  their  inner  development,  more  than  in  a 
simple  labelling  of  any  particular  regime,  of  any  one  treaty,  or  of  any 
individual  ruler.  Above  all,  if  we  find  that  a  French  ideal  exists  at  a 


"  De  Ludovici  VII  Itinere,  Odonis  de  Dioglio;  Pat.  Lot.,  vol.  1852,  col.   1218. 

"  Op.  cit.,  pp.  89-90. 

"Written  December,  1871.  "Ah,  I  would  desire  not  to  be  a  Frenchman  so  that  I  might 
be  able  to  say  that  I  choose  thee,  France;  and  that  in  thy  martyrdom  I  might  proclaim  thee. 
whom  the  vulture  devours,  my  native  land,  my  glory  and  my  only  love." 


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time  when  outer  political  events  are  under  German  control,  it  would  be 
well  to  pause  and  attempt  to  estimate  truly  the  actual  determinative 
strength  of  this  ideal.  In  Lorraine  that  ideal  ran  like  an  undercurrent 
throughout  the  upheavals  of  the  Middle  Ages,  and  effectively  restored  the 
province  to  France  in  the  16th  century.  It  has  been  asserted  by  compe- 
tent historians  of  Lorraine  that  not  a  single  one  of  her  local  charters 
admits  the  claims  of  the  Austrian  Emperors ;  while  there  are  a  long  series 
of  formal  recognitions  of  the  ancient,  hereditary  claims  of  the  French 
kings,  which  were  frequently  sustained  by  popular  elections,  and  deliberate 
reversions  to  the  French  crown.  Jeanne  d'Arc,  saviour  of  France  itself, 
was  an  epitome  of  the  mediaeval  Lorraine  spirit. 

In  Alsace,  where  the  French  affiliations  suffered  greater  ruptures 
than  in  Lorraine,  the  people  themselves  evolved  ideals  and  principles 
which,  when  they  found  themselves  once  more  united  to  France,  proved 
to  be  identical  with,  or  complementary  to,  those  of  the  French.  An  almost 
immediate  fusion  took  place ;  and  in  two  generations  Alsace  was  French 
to  the  core.  Perhaps  the  climax  to  this  predisposed  harmony  was  the 
Revolution,  when  France  departed  so  radically  from  traditional  ideals. 
Alsace  was  the  stanchest  of  the  new  Republican  communes,  defended 
herself  and  France  vigorously  against  the  opportunist  invasion  of  Imperial 
Austria,  and  showed  that  she  had  broken  entirely  with  her  former  masters, 
and  had  bound  herself  indissolubly  to  France.  As  Fustel  de  Coulanges 
wrote  in  1870,  "Since  that  moment,  Alsace  has  followed  all  our  fortunes ; 
she  has  lived  our  life.  All  that  we  think,  she  thinks ;  all  that  we  feel,  she 
feels.  She  has  shared  our  victories  and  our  reverses ;  our  glory  and  our 
faults ;  all  our  joys  and  all  our  sorrows.  She  has  had  nothing  in  common 
with  you  [i.  e.  Germany].  To  her,  France  is  the  native  land.  To  her, 
Germany  is  the  stranger."  15 

It  is  impossible  in  the  compass  of  a  magazine  article  to  outline,  even, 
the  causes,  the  tendencies,  the  attractions  and  understandings  which  led 
up  to  any  such  final  attitude.  The  proofs  lie  only  in  the  accumulated 
evidence  of  innumerable  events;  and,  particularly  as  regards  Alsace,  lie 
below  the  surface.  It  is  for  this  reason  that  no  true  history  of  either 
province  can  be  limited  to  political  sequences,  wars,  dynastic  upheavals, 
and  religious  controversies,  which  make  up  so  much  of  the  material  for 
average  studies.  It  is  not  sufficient  for  German  historians  to  proclaim 
that  Alsace  was  a  feudal  appanage  of  the  great  mediaeval  German  Empire 
(they  mean  the  Holy,  Roman,  Austrian,  Hapsburg,  Empire),  and  there- 
fore necessary  to  the  well-being  and  completeness  of  modern  Prussia, 
because  an  urdeutsch  possession.  The  determinative  factors,  even  under 
Hapsburg  suzerainty,  were  the  feelings,  aspirations,  ambitions  and  cul- 
ture of  the  people  themselves.  M.  Rodolphe  Reuss,  already  cited  in  the 
course  of  these  pages,  has  made  an  exhaustive  study  of  probably  the 
most  critical  century  of  Alsatian  history — the  seventeenth ;  when  Alsace, 


a  Questions  Historiques,  p.  509 — "L*  Alsace,  est-elle  allemande  on  f  rangaise  ?"     Cf .  R.  Reuu, 
L' Alsace  a«  XVI !•    siecle,  vol.  II,  pp.  599,  ff. 


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devastated  by  the  Thirty  Years'  War,  was  first  protected,  then  annexed, 
and  finally  rehabilitated,  and  made  "infinitely  more  happy"  16  to  use  his 
phrase,  by  France.  And  he  has  filled  fourteen  hundred  small-type  pages 
with  an  enormous  mass  of  detail  on  "the  geographic,  historic,  adminis- 
trative, economic,  social,  intellectual,  and  religious,"  phases  of  this  one 
century.  Since  that  time  Alsace  formed  an  integral  part  of  France  for 
two  hundred  and  twenty-three  years, — till  1871 ;  and  there  was  never  any 
questioning  of  its  homogeneity  with  France  during  all  that  period.  Before 
the  Treaty  of  Westphalia  (1648),  "the  origins"  of  French  influence,  as 
M.  Reuss  himself  says,  "have  not  yet  been  sufficiently  studied  in  an  impar- 
tial and  critical  manner  up  to  this  time."  17  The  reason  is,  I  think,  because 
so  much  of  the  tie  that  bound  the  smaller  Alsatian  personality  to  the 
larger  French  soul  was  an  instinctive  thing,  having  its  roots  in  the  long- 
past  history  of  the  two  peoples,  and  depending  much  more  on  a  sense  of 
the  fitness  of  things  than  on  purely  material  considerations.  There  is 
much  that  is  characteristic  and  distinct  from  the  France  of  Paris,  let  us 
say,  or  of  the  Loire  country,  in  the  Alsatian.  There  is  much  that  is  very 
Teutonic  in  form  and  manner.  But,  as  German  observers  themselves 
admit,  Alsatians  have  after  forty-four  years  of  attempted  Germanization, 
become  necessarily  German  in  outer  form,  but  "the  spirit  of  the  people 
has  remained  French." 

That  admission  is  the  true  interpretation  of  the  Alsatian.  Despite 
his  dialect,  which  he  insists  is  a  language  just  as  national  as  Provengal  or 
Breton,  and  is  not  German  18 ;  despite  his  infiltration  of  German  blood, 
despite  his  German  ways,  despite  the  many  evidences  of  a  Germanism 
which  to-day  has  been  studiously  inculcated  by  a  diabolic  tutor,  the  Alsa- 
tian is  heart  and  soul  French. 

If  the  Alsatian,  if  the  Lorrainer,  have  proved  through  two  hundred 
and  fifty  years  of  intimate  contact  that  they  were  entirely  content  to 
remain  a  part  of  France;  if  they  protested  against  a  forced  annexation 
to  Germany,  maintaining  their  "inviolable  right"  to  remain  forever  what 
they  were — i.  e.,  French;  if  during  forty-eight  years  of  captivity  and 
estrangement,  in  the  face  of  many  material  advantages  to  the  contrary, 
and  with  no  tangible  hope  of  return  to  the  former  happy  state,  they  still 
held  fast  to  the  ideals,  the  standards,  the  culture  and  the  spirit  of  their 
French  days ;  and  if,  finally,  they  have  fought  beside  the  French  in  this 
War  as  for  a  war  of  liberation,  and,  with  victory  achieved,  have  returned 
to  the  mother  country  with  thankful  hearts  and  a  mutual  understanding 
of  all  that  has  been  suffered,  too  deep  to  find  adequate  expression  even 
in  shouts  or  tears, — why  should  the  world  doubt  that  Alsace  and  Lorraine 
not  only  should  belong  to  France,  but  are  French? 

ACTON  GRISCOM. 

"Op.  cit.,  vol.  II,  p.   594. 

"  Op.  cit.,  vol.  I,  p.  42. 

"A  well-attested  story  relates  that  an  Alsatian  peasant,  travelling  in  a  strange  part  of 
Alsace,  asked  his  way  of  a  German,  naturally  in  the  one  language  he  knew — Alsatian.  "Ni* 
parler  francais"  was  the  reply  1 


IS  "TIME"  A  DIMENSION  OF 
"SPACE" 


~~1T  ET  us  come  gradually  to  this  knotty  question,  using  a  series  of 
familiar  references  as  stepping-stones.  To  begin  with,  readers 
X  V  of  The  Occult  World  will  remember  the  Master  K.  H.  saying :  "I 
feel  even  irritated  at  having  to  use  these  three  clumsy  words — past, 
present,  and  future.  Miserable  concepts  of  the  objective  phases  of  the 
subjective  whole,  they  are  about  as  ill-adapted  for  the  purpose  as  an  axe 
for  fine  carving."  The  commentator  on  Patanjali,  who  uses  this  quota- 
tion to  illustrate  and  illumine  the  thought  of  the  twelfth  Sutra  of  the 
fourth  book,  somewhat  irreverently  surmises  that  there  must  be  something 
woefully  wrong  with  words  that  can  so  far  disturb  that  high,  urbane 
serenity. 

The  Sutra  in  question  is  translated  thus :  "The  difference  between 
that  which  is  past  and  that  which  is  not  yet  come,  according  to  their 
natures,  depends  on  the  difference  of  phase  of  their  properties;"  and 
there  is  a  certain  fitness  in  quoting,  as  a  commentary  on  this,  the  letter 
of  a  Master  who  is,  in  a  sense,  the  spiritual  grandson  of  Patanjali. 

The  next  reference,  the  next  stepping-stone,  is  the  clear  affirmation, 
by  the  Master  who  inspired  Light  on  the  Path,  that  certain  of  the  wiser 
men  of  science  are  the  veritable  pioneers  of  humanity,  and  are  breaking 
down  the  wall  between  the  manifested  and  the  occult  worlds.  Add  to  this 
many  definite  indications  in  The  Secret  Doctrine;  for  example  that  the 
philosopher  Leibniz  has,  in  certain  of  his  speculations,  come  exceedingly 
close  to  the  true  occult  principles. 

This  series  of  stepping-stones  is  intended  to  lead  up  to  the  thought 
that,  in  the  last  ten  or  fifteen  years,  pioneers  among  the  men  of  science 
have  made  remarkable  progress  toward  solving  the  age-old  enigma  of 
"Time,"  and  have  gone  some  distance  toward  dispelling  the  mists  of 
"past,  present,  and  future,"  which  arouse  the  indignation  of  the  august 
author  of  The  Occult  World  letters. 

Notable  among  these  recent  semi-occult  speculations  is  the  so-called 
Theory  of  Relativity  of  the  physicist-philosopher  Einstein,  who  appears 
to  be  a  congener  of  Leibniz  and  to  possess  the  same  deep  and  penetrating 
insight  into  cosmic  riddles.  But  before  we  try  to  illustrate  Einstein's 
theory,  it  may  be  well  to  use  some  simple  facts  that  will  lead  up  to  the 
deeper  mysteries. 

A  recipe  in  a  once  famous  cook-book  began  with  the  words  "Take  a 
hare !"  And  this  long  ago  gave  rise  to  the  proverb :  "First  catch  your 
hare  and  then  cook  him !"  We  shall  begin  in  some  such  way :  Take  a 
foot-rule !  And  we  seriously  advise  every  reader  who  is  interested  in 
solving  the  enigma  of  Time  to  make  the  experiment. 


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IS  "TIME"  A  DIMENSION  OF  "SPACE"  257 

Well,  take  a  foot-rule  and  a  bucket  of  water.  The  foot-rule  is 
graduated  from  1  to  12  inches.  Hold  the  foot-rule  upright  above  the 
surface  of  the  water  in  the  bucket,  with  the  1-inch  end  near  the  surface. 
Still  holding  the  foot-rule  perpendicularly,  lower  it  gradually  till  its  end 
just  touches  the  water.  If  we  suppose  the  surface  of  the  water  to 
represent  consciousness,  then,  as  the  foot-rule  just  touches  the  water, 
this  consciousness  will  become  aware  of  it. 

Let  us  consider  first  the  edge  of  the  end  of  the  foot-rule,  and,  of 
that  edge,  the  side  on  which  the  inch-marks  are  printed.  The  edge  of 
the  water  along  that  edge  of  the  foot-rule  is  a  very  short  straight  line; 
it  has  extension  in  one  direction  only:  the  direction  of  length.  It  is  a 
short  line  of  consciousness,  just  as  the  slit  of  the  spectroscope  is  a  line 
of  consciousness. 

Continue  to  plunge  the  foot-rule  directly  downward  into  the  water, 
holding  your  attention  on  the  short  line  of  water  past  which  the  inch- 
marks  are  descending.  If  we  think  of  that  line  of  water  as  a  one-dimen- 
sional perceiving  consciousness,  it  will  be  conscious  of  one  inch-mark 
after  another,  perceiving  successively  all  the  inch-marks  from  1  to  12. 

For  that  one-dimensional  consciousness,  there  will  have  been  a 
series  of  successive  impressions,  twelve  in  number ;  and  its  concept  of  the 
foot-rule  will  be  a  series  of  consecutive  marks,  spread  out  through  a 
certain  period  of  time:  the  time  which  it  has  taken  you  to  plunge  the 
whole  length  of  the  foot-rule  into  the  water.  In  other  words,  what  you 
are  thinking  of,  and  perceiving,  as  a  foot-rule,  a  linear  foot  of  "space," 
will  be  represented  in  that  one-dimensional  consciousness  as  twelve  equal 
periods  of  "time."  Your  space-consciousness  will,  in  his  one-dimensional 
mind,  be  represented  as  a  time-consciousness.  And  he  can  gain  an 
impression  of  linear  space,  length,  the  kind  of  space  you  measure  with  a 
foot-rule,  only  in  terms  of  time,  in  terms  of  a  series  of  successive  impres- 
sions spread  out  through  time. 

Now  let  us  suppose  his  consciousness  to  expand.  Instead  of  being 
represented  by  a  line  on  the  water,  let  it  be  represented  by  the  whole 
surface  of  the  water  as  a  perceiving  surface;  just  as  the  retina  of  the 
eye  or  the  skin  of  the  palm  is  a  perceiving  surface. 

The  surface  of  the  water,  then,  represents  consciousness  with  two 
dimensions ;  not  only  the  first  dimension,  length,  but  the  second  dimension, 
breadth  also. 

Now  take  the  foot-rule  and  hold  it  horizontally  over  the  water,  with 
the  edge  containing  the  inch-marks  close  to  the  water.  Gradually  lower 
it  to  the  water  until  the  whole  series  of  inch-marks  are  just  immersed. 
The  consciousness  represented  by  the  surface  of  the  water  can  now 
perceive  the  whole  series  of  twelve  marks  at  the  same  time.  What  was 
before  a  series  of  consecutive  impressions  of  the  twelve  inch-marks,  is 
now  a  single  simultaneous  impression  of  all  the  twelve. 

This  would  all  seem  to  be  quite  simple  and  elementary.  Yet  it  is  the 
key  to  the  whole  mystery.  The  addition  of  a  new  dimension  of  consci- 

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ousness,  the  passage  from  line-consciousness  to  surface  consciousness, 
has  transformed  a  time-impression  into  a  space-impression.  What  was 
before  successive,  containing  the  element  of  duration,  is  now  simultaneous, 
with  the  element  of  time  eliminated. 

One  step  more :  instead  of  a  foot-rule,  take  a  walking-stick,  hold  it 
upright  over  the  water  and  plunge  it  downward  as  before.  The  two- 
dimensional  consciousness  represented  by  the  water-surface  will  perceive 
a  circle,  corresponding  to  the  cross-section  of  the  stick  where  it  passes 
from  the  air  to  the  water ;  and,  as  the  stick  is  plunged  down,  a  series  of 
circles  will  be  perceived,  following  each  other  in  time.  If  there  be  a 
mind  behind  that  surface-consciousness,  then  the  stick  will  appear  in 
that  mind  as  an  almost  endless  succession  of  circles,  separated  from  each 
other  by  the  element  of  time.  That  mind  will  not  be  able  to  gain  any 
idea  of  the  stick  except  as  a  succession  of  circles,  with  the  element  of 
duration  holding  them  together.  But  you  can  see  the  whole  stick  at  once. 
With  your  three-dimensional  perception,  you  receive  a  single,  simultaneous 
impression  of  the  whole  stick,  its  length,  its  shape,  its  solidity.  Your 
space-perception  takes  the  place  of  the  time-perception  in  the  mind  of  the 
two-dimensional  perceiver. 

In  each  of  the  two  illustrations, — the  foot-rule  and  the  walking- 
stick — the  addition  of  a  dimension  to  the  perceiving  consciousness  has 
transformed  a  time-perception  into  a  space-perception ;  what  appeared  as 
a  succession  in  the  lower-dimensioned  consciousness,  appears  as  simul- 
taneous in  the  higher-dimensioned  consciousness. 

We  can  now  come  a  little  closer  to  Einstein.  The  writer  of  this 
note  has  not  yet  had  the  opportunity  or  the  time  to  plunge  deeply  into 
the  writings  of  Einstein  himself.  For  the  present,  he  is  under  obligations 
to  an  able  article  in  The  Evening  Sun,  by  Isabel  M.  Lewis,  who  is 
connected  with  the  Nautical  Almanac  Office  of  the  United  States  Naval 
Observatory. 

A  quotation  from  this  article  may  be  more  intelligible,  because  of 
our  illustrated  prelude : 

"Following  upon  the  failure  of  physicists  to  define  the  velocity  of 
the  earth  relative  to  the  ether  by  experimental  means,  Einstein  announced 
his  hypothesis  that  it  is  an  impossibility  to  determine  by  physical  experi- 
ments the  velocity  of  the  earth  relative  to  the  ether;  moreover,  that  an 
immobile  or  rigid  ether  is  unthinkable,  and  that  there  is  no  such  thing  as 
absolute  velocity  through  space  for  any  body,  and  that  measured  time 
and' space  do  not  exist  as  independent  and  self-contained  concepts,  but 
are  always  conditioned  by  the  phenomena  that  they  are  used  to  describe. 

"It  is  this  phase  of  the  Einstein  theory  that  makes  it  expressible  in 
terms  of  the  fourth  dimensional  calculus  of  Minkowski  wherein  the 
distinction  between  space  and  time  vanishes.  The  two  become  comple- 
mentary and  inseparable  and  cannot  exist  independently  any  more  than 
the  two  components  of  a  force  can  exist  by  themselves.  They  are  simply 
two  aspects  of  a  greater  construct  or  entity." 


IS  "TIME"  A  DIMENSION  OF  "SPACE"  259 

All  this  is,  of  course,  very  incomplete  so  far;  but  it  is  eminently 
suggestive,  and  indicates  that  the  scientists  who  are  following  this  line 
of  approach  are  already  touching  the  confines  of  the  occult  world, 
citizenship  in  which,  as  we  have  seen,  arouses  a  certain  irritation  with 
the  conventional  view  of  "time." 

But  let  us  try  to  illustrate  the  matter  a  little  further.  We  have 
already  taken  illustrations  that  involve  space  of  one,  two  and  three 
dimensions;  let  us  push  on,  and  see  what  will  happen,  if  we  bring  in  a 
fourth  dimension  in  exactly  the  same  way. 

First,  let  us  try  to  explain  the  term  "fourth  dimension." 

A  straight  line  on  a  sheet  of  white  paper  represents  space  of  one 
dimension,  length  only.  It  is  created  by  the  movement  of  a  point,  which 
has  no  dimension  but  simply  position;  in  the  case  of  a  ruled  pencil  line, 
it  is  created  by  the  movement  of  the  pencil-point  along  the  edge  of  the 
ruler.  Now  draw  on  the  paper  a  perpendicular  to  this  line.  You  have 
at  once  a  second  dimension  or  direction  of  space.  And  the  two  straight 
lines  together  define  the  surface  of  the  paper,  its  position  as  a  two- 
dimensional  space,  having  both  length  and  breadth.  Now  stand  the 
pencil  upright  at  the  point  where  the  two  straight  lines  meet  on  the 
paper;  this  immediately  gives  you  a  third  dimension  or  direction  of 
space :  height  added  to  length  and  breadth.  You  can  only  stand  the 
pencil  upright  on  the  paper  because  you  are  able  to  act  in  space  of  three 
dimensions. 

To  go  back  a  little.  The  straight  line  is  space  of  one  dimension.  A 
perpendicular  to  this  line  enters  space  of  two  dimensions.  The  surface 
of  the  paper  is  two-dimensional  space.  A  perpendicular  to  this  surface — 
the  pencil  set  upright — enters  space  of  three  dimensions.  If  we  follow 
the  process  one  step  farther,  we  shall  see  that  a  perpendicular  to  a  three- 
dimensional  space,  a  solid,  must  enter  a  fourth  dimension  or  direction 
of  space.  The  term,  fourth  dimension,  means  no  more  than  that. 

But  you  may  object  that  all  this  is  easier  said  than  done,  and  that  a 
perpendicular  to  a  solid  is  unthinkable.  But  is  it  so  in  reality?  Let  us 
answer  that  by  trying  to  think  of  it. 

While  reading  this,  you  are  probably  in  a  room  with  four  walls,  a 
floor  and  a  ceiling :  a  typical  space  of  three  dimensions.  Raise  your  eyes 
and  look  at  the  wall  straight  in  front  of  you.  The  line  of  your  glance  is 
a  perpendicular  to  the  surface  of  the  wall,  which  is  a  two-dimensional 
space.  Look  in  succession  at  each  of  the  four  walls,  and  then  at  the 
floor  and  ceiling.  In  each  case,  your  line  of  sight  is  a  perpendicular  to 
that  surface.  You  have  half-a-dozen  perpendiculars,  one  for  each  of 
the  bounding  surfaces  of  your  three-dimensional  space. 

Now  close  your  eyes  and  think  of  the  room.  Imagine  it  out,  with 
its  four  walls,  its  floor  and  ceiling.  You  will  find  that  you  have  in  your 
mind  the  picture  of  all  six  at  once;  you  can  mentally  look  in  all  the 
directions  at  once,  and  visualize  the  whole  interior  of  the  room.  Your 
mental  glance  or  line  of  sight  is,  therefore,  perpendicular,  not  to  each 


260          THEOSOPHICAL  QUARTERLY 

of  the  six  surfaces  in  succession,  but  to  the  whole  room.  It  is  just 
the  perpendicular  to  a  three-dimensional  space,  for  which  we  have  been 
looking. 

Now,  unless  you  are  reading  in  a  garden-house — improbable  in 
January — there  is  a  second  room,  next  to  the  one  you  are  in.  If  you 
are  familiar  with  it,  you  can,  while  sitting  in  your  own  room,  form  a 
mind-picture  of  the  second  room  also,  with  its  four  walls,  ceiling  and 
roof.  You  can,  from  the  centre  of  your  thought,  draw  a  perpendicular 
to  that  three-dimensional  space  also.  And  you  can  quite  easily  think 
of  the  two  interiors  at  the  same  time,  superimposing  one  room  on  the 
other,  and  thus  being  "in  two  places  at  the  same  time".  Or,  as  the 
Dream  of  Ravan  puts  it,  "Without  moving  is  the  travelling  on  this  road 
.  .  .  Thou  shalt  experience  it!" 

To  go  back  a  little:  When  you  stood  your  pencil  upright  on  the 
paper  at  the  point  where  the  two  straight  lines  meet,  the  pencil  was  per- 
pendicular to  both  lines.  And  you  could,  from  that  point,  draw  straight 
lines  in  every  direction  of  the  compass — in  strictness,  in  an  infinite 
number  of  directions — and  your  pencil  would  be  perpendicular  to  them 
all.  In  just  the  same  way,  you  can,  sitting  quietly  in  your  room,  call 
up  the  mind-pictures  of  as  many  rooms  as  you  please,  and  look  into 
them  all:  that  is,  you  can,  from  the  point  of  your  thought,  draw  lines 
of  sight  to  each  of  the  rooms,  lines  which  will  be  perpendicular  to  all 
of  them  at  the  same  time. 

It  would  appear,  then,  that  our  reflective  mind-operations  are  habit- 
ually four  dimensional,  and  conform  to  the  conditions  of  a  space  of  four 
dimensions.  Take,  for  instance,  memory. 

Bergson  showed  conclusively,  in  the  book  translated  with  the  title 
Matter  and  Memory,  that  it  is  foolish  to  think  of  mind-pictures  as  being 
lodged  in  the  physical  substance  of  the  brain.  He  gets  them  out  of  the 
brain,  but  he  does  not  make  it  wholly  clear  where  he  gets  them  to.  It 
would  seem  to  be  quite  evident  that  they  are  in  a  four-dimensional  picture 
gallery;  and,  therefore,  each  of  the  innumerable  rooms  in  that  gallery 
is  as  near  to  you  as  any  other,  so  that  you  can  look  with  equal 
ease  at  any  picture,  on  any  wall.  Speaking  three-dimensionally,  all  the 
mind-images  are  in  the  same  place.  But  speaking  four-dimensionally, 
they  are  ranged  in  admirable  order,  so  that  you  can  immediately  pick 
out  any  one. 

Take  a  kind  of  mind-picture  that  is  easily  counted — a  word.  You 
know  a  great  many  thousand  words  in  your  own  tongue,  familiar,  literary, 
scientific  and  technical  words.  Each  one  is  as  near  your  vocal  perception 
as  any  other.  They  are  ranged  in  four-dimensional  order.  If  you 
learned  a  dozen  languages  in  addition  to  your  own,  it  would  be  just  the 
same.  Each  of  several  hundred  thousand  words  would  be  equally  near 
the  focus  of  your  consciousness. 

So  it  would  seem  that  we  are  familiar  with  the  fourth  dimension,- 
though  we  may  not  have  recognized  the  fact.  Our  minds  are  there 


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already.  If  we  could  drive  inward,  into  and  through  the  mind,  so  that 
the  mind  might  be  external  to  our  consciousness,  as  the  body  now  is; 
the  mind  would  then  be  a  kind  of  body,  or,  to  put  it  otherwise,  we 
should  be  in  possession  of  a  mind-body,  in  which  we  could  quite  easily 
do  four-dimensional  things  like  being  in  two  places  at  once.  Perhaps 
that  is  what  the  Dream  of  Ravan  is  suggesting. 

Now  let  us  go  back  again,  and  try  to  get  a  further  hold  of  the  time- 
space  problem.  You  are  at  present  at  a  certain  point  on  the  surface 
of  the  earth.  The  diurnal  rotation  of  the  globe  from  west  to  east  causes 
the  sun  to  appear  over  your  eastern  horizon,  to  pass  through  the  meri- 
dian, and  then  to  descend  to  the  western  horizon.  That  is  a  general 
experience.  After  the  sun  sets,  stars  begin  to  appear,  and  for  the  same 
reason,  make  the  same  journey.  So  you  have  the  succession  of  morning, 
noon  and  evening,  of  day  and  night.  It  is  a  time-succession  for  you, 
lasting  twenty-four  hours. 

But  if,  instead  of  looking  with  your  physical  eyes  at  day  and  night, 
you  think  of  them  in  the  roomy  chamber  of  your  mind,  you  will  easily 
be  able  to  imagine  the  earth,  one  side  turned  toward  the  sun,  and  the 
other  side  turned  toward  outer  space:  a  bright  half  and  a  dark  half; 
day  and  night  both  going  on  at  the  same  time,  no  longer  successive  but 
simultaneous.  And  it  is  quite  clear  that  both  day  and  night  are  thus 
always  going  on  at  the  same  time.  There  is  no  to-day  nor  to-morrow, 
no  this-morning  or  last-night.  It  is  perpetually  "now,"  with  half  the 
world  lit  up  and  half  in  darkness,  or  illumined  only  by  the  stars. 

We  have,  therefore,  by  mentally  standing  apart  from  the  earth  and 
looking  at  it  from  outside,  transformed  the  succession  of  day  and  night 
from  a  time-aspect  to  a  space-aspect;  from  consecutive  to  simultaneous. 

Might  it  not  be  possible  for  a  spiritual  consciousness  to  do  the  same 
thing,  standing  apart,  not  from  the  outer  vesture  of  life,  its  days  and 
nights,  but  from  its  inner  content  of  experience,  and  thus  to  see  the 
succession  of  past,  present  and  future  as  a  single  vision,  in  the  light  of 
eternity?  Perhaps  this  is  the  reason  why  every  religious  system  teaches 
this  standing  back — detachment? 

We  saw,  a  little  while  ago,  that  what  appears  as  a  succession  in 
a  lower-dimensioned  consciousness,  becomes  simultaneous  in  a  higher- 
dimensioned  consciousness.  Let  us  try  to  apply  this. 

Let  us  suppose  that  a  Master,  in  whom  we  must  postulate  a  higher- 
dimensioned  consciousness,  has  a  dozen  pupils.  How  can  he  watch  them 
all,  train  and  guide  them  all,  at  one  and  the  same  time? 

A  three-dimensional  college-professor  can  take  care  of  a  dozen 
students  by  giving  his  full  attention  to  each  in  turn.  This  is  strictly 
comparable  to  the  first  perception  of  the  foot-rule  as  a  succession  of 
inch-marks  perceived  successively  throughout  a  certain  duration  of  time. 
But,  just  as,  by  adding  a  dimension  of  consciousness,  it  was  possible 
and  easy  to  get  a  view  of  all  twelve  inch-marks  simultaneously,  so  it 
may  be  possible  and  easy  for  the  Master,  in  virtue  of  a  higher-dimen- 


262  THEOSOPHICAL   QUARTERLY 

sioned  consciousness,  to  hold  a  dozen  pupils  in  full  view  simultaneously, 
giving  complete  and  uninterrupted  attention  simultaneously  to  all  the 
twelve.  What  is  possible  as  a  succession  for  the  college  professor,  may 
be  possible  as  a  simultaneous  perception  for  the  Master. 

Extend  this,  and  it  becomes  quite  thinkable  that  a  divine  conscious- 
ness may  listen  simultaneously  to  the  prayers  of  ten  millions  of  wor- 
shippers and  may  follow  in  detail  the  worship  in  a  million  churches  at 
once. 

One  more  thought.  Our  bodies  are  three-dimensional,  and  to  our 
bodies  the  Theosophical  teaching  assigns  three  Pr